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SONNETS

THE COMPLETE WORKS-

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
The CAMBRIDGE EDITION TEXT, as edited by
WILLIAM ALDIS WRIGHT
Including the

TEMPLE NOTES

Illustrated by

ROCKWELL KENT
With

A

Preface by

CHRISTOPHER MORLEY

GARDEN CITY PUBLISHING COMPANY,
Garden City MCMXXXVI

New

Tork

INC.

SA't *

E Country Life Press.

GAROEN

^

/-

)

COPYRIGHT, 1936

BY DOUBLEDAY DORAN & CO., INC.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
FIRST EDITION AFTER THE
PRINTING OF THE LIMITED EDITION
OF 750 COPII

CONTENTS

A

Letter

To a Reader

ix

PLAYS

THE FIRST PART OF KING HENRY

VI

THE SECOND PART OF KING HENRY

i

VI

THE THIRD PART OF KING HENRY VI
THE TRAGEDY OF KING RICHARD III

1 1 1

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

157

THE TRAGEDY OF TITUS ANDRONICUS

181

THE TAMING OF THE SHREW

213

THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA

247

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST

277

73

THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET
THE TRAGEDY OF KING RICHARD II
A MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM

THE
THE
THE
THE
;

35

THE

,

AND DEATH OF KING JOHN
MERCHANT OF VENICE
FIRST PART OF KING HENRY IV
SECOND PART OF KING HENRY IV
LIFE OF KING HENRY V
LIFE

313
351

385

413
44.5

477
515

555

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING

595

THE TRAGEDY OF JULIUS CAESAR

629

AS

YOU LIKE

IT

663
[V]

CONTENTS

TWELFTH NIGHT; OR, WHAT YOU WILL
THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK
THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR

697

TROILUS AND CRESSIDA

817

ALL'S

731
?8i

WELL THAT ENDS WELL

861

MEASURE FOR MEASURE
THE TRAGEDY OF OTHELLO, THE MOOR OF VENICE
THE TRAGEDY OF KING LEAR

899
935
981

THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH
ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA

1025

THE TRAGEDY OF CORIOLANUS
THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS

1103

PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE

1183

CYMBELINE

I2I 5

THE WINTER'S TALE
THE TEMPEST

"59

1057

1151

I2 97

THE FAMOUS HISTORY OF THE

LIFE

OF KING HENRY

VIII

1327

POEMS

VENUS AND ADONIS

1

THE RAPE OF LUCRECE

1381

SONNETS

H 01

A LOVER'S COMPLAINT

1425

THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM
THE PHOENIX AND TURTLE

1429

NOTES
GLOSSARY
INDEX OF CHARACTERS

H35

INDEX OF FIRST LINES

152?

&1
'

H34

H93
1505

[vi]

ILLUSTRATIONS

"O/ how

"

may I

thy worth with manners

SONNETS

sing

Frontispiece

FACING PAGE
"Bring forth

"From

that sorceress,

Ire/and thus

"A

crown

"A

horse! a horse!".

"Who

to

condemned

comes Fork

York;

to

PART
vi,

HENRY

i

3

PART n

vi,

PART

37
in

m

RICHARD

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

door"

TITUS ANDRONICUS

"Confusion fall"

Kate; and we

will

75
113

talks within there? ho! open the

"Well, come, rny

"

him.

to

vi,

HENRY

claim his right."

bow low

and, lords,

HENRY

burn."

to

to

159
183

THE TAMING OF THE SHREW

215

THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA

249

your father's"

"Come, come,

Be

we must bring you

patient;

^So sweet a

and

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST

ROMEO AND JULIET

how I may compare
where I live unto the world"

let

"Heaven

315

me

take

rest."

my

soul,

RICHARD

and England keep

"Fare

thee well, great heart!"

"Then I

a

man

as he,

sir,

will kiss your lips,

"But know

that

I have

"Farewell, good Strato

Rosalind! these

353

HENRY

whoe'er I

Kate"

iv,

THE MERCHANT OF VENICE

PART

am"

i

HENRY

G&sar, now be still;"

my books"

415
447

479
iv,

PART n

HENRY v

517
557

"

tonight wooed Margaret,

trees shall be

387

KING JOHN

rny bones!"

"Shed

"As good

11

A MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM

thou no blood; nor cut thou less nor more,"

"0

279

been studying

This prison
"

our captain"

kiss the golden sun gives not"

"Good- nigfit^ good-night"

"/ have

to

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING

JULIUS CAESAR

AS

YOU LIKE

IT

597
631

665

__n-LUSTRATIO^

_

f

FAUM* PAUl
TWELFTH NHJHT

9

"Fortune forbid

my

outside have not

too big to

""Tis Troilus!

go

That can such sweet

And

THE MERRY WIVES OF WINUNOR

783

Hip

use

make of what

cause,

this a

"The

hate"

ALL'S WFLI

THAT

KM* wn

8%

i

it

is the

MEASURE FOR MEASURE

cause,

"Blow, winds, and crack your

"Why

they

did supply thee at thy garden house

is the

"Is

shall I do?"

TROILUS AND CREKSHU

man!"

a

In her imagined person"
"It

What

in there.

there's

7lW

strange men!

"But,

a

t;w

HAMLET

"Alas! poor lorick"

"His

charm d her."

dagger which I

my

is

see,

my

OTHELLO

soul;"

blow!"

cheeks! rage!
before

"These roving

Jupiter, an angel!"

"He

tells

to

TIMON OF ATHENS

Vahks;"

PERICLES

CYMBELINE

1

1

1

1

1

1

12

THE WINTER'S TALE
"

done nothing but in care of thee,

THE TEMPEST

"Sweet partner^

I must

10

her something

That makes her blood look out"

"I have

wall"

thieves serve the great pirate

"By

LKAR

OORIOLANUK

sorrow that delivers us thus changd
thou

KIN<;

ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA
"

thee,

($37

MACBETH

me?"

lord enrag'd against his lore?"

"Let me look hack upon

901

not yet forsake you,"

"She hearkens for

his

HENRY vni

hounds and for his fwrn:"

"Short time seems long

in

VENUN AND ADONIS

sorrow's sharp sustaining:"

THE RAPE OF LUCRKCF

i

,

THE COMPLETE WORKS OF

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

A LETTER TO A READER

THIS

is

NOT an Introduction

to Shakespeare,

but an Introduction

to Yourself-as-a Reader-of-

u
you hadn't read it" since high school. That's what
you said, it; unconsciously revealing that you had come to think of him as an institution, a monu
ment, a mass of dehumanized classic. In former days, when a publisher wanted to mummify an

Shakespeare.

You

excited

me when you

said

author he stippled the top of the book with a stone-grain pattern*

It

was

said to be marbled; the

word was well chosen.

And now you say that, as a man of experience, past forty, you think of trying him again.
That's grand. We all did so when young, and under regimented tuition. It was all right, as far as
it went; but the
Shakespeare we met was only a fraction of the full man. And so, of course, were we.
I

wish

I

accustomed

could imagine, or share, the experience you will have. Be patient! Your attention,
low voltages of modern prose, will blow a fuse here and there: by which I mean

to the

youll be bored, at first, by the heavy load of his verbal richness. You'll have to remind yourself
that it's really a different language. (We don't even know how he pronounced it; probably with a
strong Warwickshire base, overlaid with some tones of cockney, Stratford, for instance, he called
Stretford. I

strongly suspect that his

own name sounded

very likely think he was an Australian,)
Don't take too ponderously everything

The most gorgeous

I

like Shaxper. If we

say in this

letter.

thing you'll discover about Shakespeare

is

heard him talking, we'd

I'm trying

to get

interested.

you

that he's so like yourself.

Everyone

notices that.

Your taste in reading, I gather, has been for narrative that gets going promptly. Did you sup
pose Shakespeare was slow? Try the beginning of Antony and Cleopatra where the whole situation is
set in 13 lines; in fact the two principals come on stage after the loth line. If the groundlings in
the pit were

still

jostling or clearing their throats they'd miss Cleopatra's

wide question that every

man

has heard,

"How much

first

speech,

and world

do you love me?" (And Antony's typically

evasive masculine reply.)
Incidentally, if you don't laugh when Cleopatra, feeling moody, suggests a game of billiards,
then you're not amused by the things that tickle me. And though you'll ,weary of some of the inter-

[ix]

A LETTER TO A READER
mediate scenes,

I

think you'll find that Cleopatra's death brings the frost on the backbone that

only great things cause.
I may be expelled the company of Shakespeare students for writing in this vein; but part of
the endless fun of reading him is in exercising and expanding private judgement; cutting our own
little

paths through the great jungle of his work; discovering (with continuing amazement)
of him had already become part of us; and realizing that we learn him only bit by bit.

much

how
En

joying Shakespeare is a game of as many gradations as tennis or bridge. There is fun to be had
even in the crudest amateurism. It increases endlessly as you become a "seeded" player acquire
dexterity and get the pace of his rhetoric.
It's

astonishing

how few

readers are prepared for the

more expert

strokes of his

comedy.

I

remember once printing a remark

that one of the most charming of Shakespeare's improprieties
was in a certain scene of Antony and Cleopatra; but that I didn't propose to identify the exact line.
I received many letters saying that was easy, of course the
passage I meant was so-and-so. And in
every case they mentioned a crude, coarse, obvious allusion in that scene; not one discerned the

really touching

and tenderly vulgar

line I

meant.

So I'm glad you're mature; Shakespeare improves with his readers. You'll find him
talking,
in perfect simplicity and plainness, of matters that nowadays are too often mentioned with a leer.
You, with the bashfulness of a business man, will be a good deal shocked occasionally.
Don't let yourself be grieved by the naivete of his stage devices: for instance
(the first

example

think of) the sudden arrival of the English army at just the
right moment in Act II of King John,
The technique of the movies is exactly the same, if you stop to think about it. Nor need
he
I

off

by occasional

you
put
and apparitions of fantasy. I doubt whether
Shakespeare
actuality of these any more than you or I; they are purely symbolic; devices

ghosts, goblins, elves,

believed in the visible

to represent imaginations, thoughts,
legends,

memories.

To

artists

these things

do not need to be

explained.

For heaven's sake, unless

it be Pearsall Smith's
chapter On Mot Reading Shakespeare* don't read
anything about him, anything biographical or critical. Well, perhaps Walter Bagehot's
Shakespeare
the Man, written in
1853 and still one of the wisest commentaries not only on W.S. but on authors
in generaland written, mark you,
by a business man. That you will find in volume 1 of Bagehot's

Everyman Series. And whatever you read, including Shakespeare himself,
remember you have the privilege of dissenting from it. For
instance, Bagchot's very odd

Literary Studies, in the

please

opinion of the Sonnets: that they are ideal reading "for a young man in the
spring of the year
fields and in gentle air." But there are a
great many things in the Sonnets that a
very young man is unlikely to relish. They require the forty winters that the author
mentions; the
winters that "feelingly persuade me what I am." I can
give an instance of this. It chanced that
when I was forty I made a list of the 20 of
Shakespeare's Sonnets that then spoke most sharply to
my condition. Subsequently, rummaging some old notebooks, I found that I had done
exactly the
same thing when I was 21, and had
forgotten. Only 9 of my favorites at 21 were still in my list
chosen at 40.

among green

I'm tempted to say a word more about the Sonnets.
Many men, including some of the highest
have made their study a lifetime
hobby. Bagehot's youth, strolling the springtime

intelligence,

^

A LETTER TO A READER
was probably perplexed to find those philoprogenitive appeals addressed to one of his own
(A man's interest in some other man's begetting children is usually rather detached.) But the

fields,

sex.

wise reader never hesitates to resex the Sonnets to his

own

purpose.

What

particular frolicsome

had in mind in the first 17 sonnets perhaps even an ingenious plea to his
married and leave Shakespeare's girl alone cannot now be guessed, and is im

conceit Shakespeare
friend to get

material to us.

The important

thing

is

not the

much

scrutinized Dedication, nor the identity of

do the sonnets themselves prick into the reality of your own heart.
"His sugared sonnets among his private friends" one of Shakespeare's contemporaries called
them. And by "sugared" I think an Elizabethan would mean not only sweet but spun into fan

Mr. W. H., but how

tastic

and

far

dilettante confectionery shapes.

The

publishers of this present edition once refused

Shakespeare's Sonnets for publication, when they were guilefully submitted in modern typescript
and under a strange name. Let them not be embarrassed: Shakespeare himself never published
them. Thomas Thorpe, a sort of pirating literary agent, got hold of a MS copy and had them
printed at the Sign of the White Horse
sale (for fivepence) at

The

(it

should have been Dark Horse) and they were put on

Parrot. Professional scholars have

squawked and

scuffled

round them

And it was Don Marquis's imagined Mermaid Tavern parrot (in his book
Archy and Mehitabel) who uttered one of the shrewdest pieces of Shakespearean criticism. Shake
speare, says the Parrot, was a disappointed man and wept in his beer because his life had largely
like parrots ever since.

been spent writing or rewriting stock melodramas
icus, for instance, which you'd better not try to

for the managers. (Drivel such as Titus Andron-

What Shakespeare really wanted, the
Parrot says, was "to write sonnet serials like a gentleman should."
No one should be allowed to write about Shakespeare unless he has himself tried (however
humbly) to write poetry and produce plays, and has seen something of the kind of tavern and
read.)

backstage and lodging-house life that Shakespeare led. Professors, academicians, tamed in years
of cautious comfortable living, have been bred to put out of their minds the savage, laughing and
despairing world of a mind like Shakespeare's. The scholars have saved the text for us, but the
the Johnsons, Coleridges, Hazlitts, De Quinceys, to keep safely in the past
have mostly been those who led disorderly and Grub Street lives like his, and understood him
by divination. I once tried to discuss Shakespeare before a college community, and a refined old
I
lady was overheard to say afterward that it was "an insult." But bless her heart, was not trying
great commentators

to talk in the

mood

a cultured suburban community would understand, but in the mood Shake
It is impossible ever to talk honestly about Shakespeare to well-

speare himself would recognize.

bred people without appalling them. Canny indeed were the old educators who saw to it, until
about the time of McGuffey's Readers, that Shakespeare was excluded from school textbooks.
Lindley Murray, the famous grammarian whose influence was potent about a century ago,
said

and

truly

that Shakespeare caused "fatal

wounds

to youth's innocence, delicacy,

and

religion."*

But we were speaking of the Sonnets. Many learned students, uncertain whether the emotions
described were platonic or plutonic, fled to the timid theory that Elizabethan sonnet-sequences
were a conventionalized artifice; that they dealt with stereotyped themes; in other words that
did begin as formality, but they
Shakespeare's sonnets don't mean what they say. Perhaps they
*See Henry

W. Simon:

The Reading of Shakespeare

in

American Schools and Colleges.

[xi]

.

A LETTER. TO A READER
ever
and passionate onslaught on Time
word
(he
found
and
to
count
once took the trouble
undertaken b^ the perishable human spirit. (I
loved to to 1
Dear old Professor George Herbert Palmer

soon turned

in^Ttonfi^h^are

the most definite

rtrocc'ring 78 times in the series.)
how in youth he and another Harvard student agreed
in that way he learned 80
every morning at breakfast;

to repeat to each other

of them by heart,

one of the Sonnets

and behoved

it

the

n
Onn^t

remember at Oxford a paraUel ep.ode
I
valulble experience of his college course. myself
his English. He used o
was
who
German
struggling to improve
staircase lived an ambitious young
advised hun o
him and corrigate his accent Someone had
invite some of us to breakfast with
fantastic pakUk and
us to hear him reate them. H
memorize the Sonnets and he often asked
gutturals were

Indeed
hear

no

ridiculed in I'luellen
comic than the Welsh pronunciation Shakespeare
them for me permanently: I can st.ll
of some of the Sonnets almost spoiled

less

his recitations

him
Vich

alterss

Luff iss not luff
ven it alterration

findts

were

Certainly he

published.
i can imagine Shakespeare's curses when the Sonnets
them: some technically
have
we
form
in
the
into
them
let
print
escape
hardly have

would

imperfect; the

or an actual madness of mockery; and
Uter numbers sinking into abominations of carnal vulgarity
a realtor's testimonial for the town of Bath.
ending with what seems
have meant, but what the Sonnets mean
But if you don't worry about what Shakespeare may
Palmer: "no other body of poetry in the language is so precious
io>! you can agree with Professor

,-.-

for internal possession."

II

in the Forest of Anlen,

THERE indeed I think we touch upon a good wpodsman's trick for camping
allusions with
To know exactly what Shakespeare had in, mind, to collate his
nomics, or metaphysics of his time,

is

the history,

a matter for the expert. But to unprofessional readers,

eco

more

to fit his universality to our
applies to ourselves,,
in
scene
Henry V (Act IV, Scene i) where
own particular. Take for instance that extraordinary
a borrowed cloak, meets Soldiers
in
and
unknown
disguised
King Harry on campaign in France,

important

is

with intent to find

to read

how

it

when we sud
are an Englishman, a Scotchman, an Irishman. What an excitement
of his time.
B.E.F.
the
of
is doing: giving a deliberate cross-section
denly realize what Shakespeare
of
the
trenches
in
the
did
Somme;
There we find the soldier speaking his blunt mind just as he

Three.

They

unanswered question whether the. government has a right to call on plain
men for such bloody argument. And- as an added verisimilitude how pleased one is to notice
the
that Bates the cockney and Mike the. Irishman are the soldiers, who do the talking. Sandy,

and arguing the

still

with the incognito king and challenges him to
This magnificent scene could not possibly have meant to readers before 1914, what it

Scot, says nothing. It
fisticuffs.

is

Mike who

gets into quarrel

and
*See the play "Henry V. You will want to look up Fluellen. Also 'it was partly from him that descended the modern
chaffs
continual use of the adjective lousy. Very likely you will also discover for yourself the scenes in this play where Shakespeare
the most amusing of human frailties: the difficulties both French and English have with each other's languages.

[xii]

A LETTER TO A READER
now when we remember how men of English, Scottish and Irish speech fought again
on French fields. So we think of it now (interpreting, as men must, in terms of our own perspec
to say that Shakespeare trans
tive) as the All Qidet on the Western Front of its time. One is tempted
fused into the very blood stream of human character, with the result that whatever happens in
means

to us

and enrich him.
in
had, for instance, during the Prohibition and Racketeering era,
reading Measure for Measure even to the astonishing coincidence of the Duke's lines:

history serves to consolidate

How much

pleasure

I

We

have

Which

strict statutes

and most biting laws

to 1933, the duration of

(The calculation 1919
immediate ecstasy.)

we have

for this fourteen years

let sleep.

.

.

.

our Prohibition amendment,

=

14 years, was an

so our decrees

Dead

And

to infliction, to themselves are dead,

liberty plucks justice

The baby
Goes

And

again,

all

what could be more

We

decorum.

thrillingly

permanent than

it

up

is

let it

custom make

till

the huge

a relatively law-obeying country

an American. So mark you, Shakespeare

army of the

world's desire*

enlisted

is

of prey,
it

terror.

not possible for any commentator in England

as tinglingly as does

this:

to fear [viz. frighten] the birds

keep one shape,
Their perch and not their

It

by the nose;
and quite athwart

must not make a scarecrow of the law

Setting

And

beats the nurse,

on

gets better

and

to feel that

better as time passes;

his side.

good a play as any to illustrate how invigorating is the drink when you
me say this: don't
the
of
mix
Shakespeare with the plain soda of your own mind. First let
whiskey
were
and
the
incredible
not, we are assured,
let yourself be annoyed by
preposterous plots (which
Measure for Measure

is

as

strokes of love or jealousy,
Shakespeare's own). Based on twins, disguises, lies or hoaxes, lightning
a queer thought occurs
But
ever
grew.
they are the crudest beanpoles on which morning glories
in
are
text, would they not be un
if the plays were as subtle and shrewd in plot as they
glorious
endure more than once.
could
none
bearable? They would not then be art but life itself; which
:

And

I

wonder

the sheer naivete of the plot did not serve to put the author on his mettle? The
trellis of his theme is overshaded and beautified by the tenting grapevine of his wit.

if

rough scantling
Did you ever watch the

tendrils of the

grape making

fast

with sailorly judgement to the nearest

mooring?
is the story of a municipal clean-up, an attempt to enforce the laws. "Of
the Duke, and the play is partly a satiric on political
the
properties to unfold," says
government
science. You remember the witty comment that the most Prohibition did was to move the corner

Measure for Measure

saloon to the middle of the block. So

how

Mrs. Overdone's bartender, in Act

Scene

I,

felicitously
2.

contemporary

Mrs. Overdone

is

is

the remark of Pompey,

the proprietor of a "house of

at the beginning of a jejune play, Love's Labour's Lost. I say jejune, for so I dimly
*Startling line that goes off like a rocket
consider
remember it; but it's a long while since I've read it. It may be a better play by now, since I'm a better reader. Please
to your
carefully this relativity of Shakespeare

own

experience and capacities.

[xiii]

A LETTER TO A READER
resort"

and

is

Have no

disturbed to hear that her business has fallen under a ban.

fear, says the

encouraging Pompey, "though you change your place you need not change your trade." But not
only in humors of low life is this play perennial: it also rises to universals in serious mood. The next
time you see someone fainted on the street and crowded round by well-meaning spectators, look

up Act

II,

Scene

man has had

4, line 25;

your very

own

the next time you tread
thoughts. It

is

on an

insect, III, i, 79.

You know

then, this

the subtlest corroboration: he was built (as that

oaken

word means) of the same tough wood as you. I have said before, we recognize so much of Shake
speare in ourselves, there must have been a good deal of us in him.
There's at least one passage in Measure for Measure ("To die, and go we know not where/'
Act
This

III,
is

Scene

i)

which almost everyone, hearing

it

out of context, will think

frenzy could too often be put in almost anywhere.
To be honest, observed Anatole France, the critic should say "I

found in

it

two things

I

are funny (see Act II, Scene

talk

about myself

let

i)

and the other the phrase

to the box-office.

But

see

Neither Maid, Wife, JVbr

when we played

tacked on as a subtitle to an old melodrama

worth thousands

am going to

me add that Measurefor Measure is particularly dear to me because
supposed I had invented myself. One was the notion that stewed prunes

a propos of Shakespeare." So
I

from Hamlet

is

the most serious criticism one can offer of Shakespeare as dramatist: his passages of fine

it

in

Hoboken. This

M.for M., Act V, Scene

i,

I

Widow which

I

truly think was

177.*

Whether you have read him once or a hundred times, you'll always notice something you
hadn't seen before. Somewhere in Keats's Letters probably, after Shakespeare, the next finest
reading our language has he asks his friend Reynolds to let him know whenever some passage in
Shakespeare "comes rather new to you." Only the other day in Troilus and Cressida I observed a

touch

I

had never spotted

(Act IV, Scene

5)

before. It can't be just

an accident? Ulysses

is

making

his

famous speech

about Cressida the wanton:
Fie, fie

upon

her!

There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip,
Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out
At every joint and motive of her body.

And

so on; concluding

with

his description of the

Trojan heroine as one of the "daughters of the
all the Greek warriors cry out "The Tro

game." He's interrupted by a trumpet call within, and
jans' trumpet!" Surely, surely, this

was meant

to

be also heard by the audience as "The Trojan

strumpet!" and a sure-fire laugh.
He keeps pace with the clock. Every new dogma or doctrine can justify itself in him. As I
write this, there comes to my table a new book: Shakespeare, a Marxist Interpretation, translated from
the Russian of A. A. Smirnov. An able little study, I can see at a glance, but devoid of humor. It
proves, I gather, that "Shakespeare

was the

have never been able to understand him."
it.

ideologist of the bourgeoisie

Which

is,

.

in logic, both eating

Jaggard, Shakespeare's printer, went blind; and most of

.

but the bourgeoisie
your cake and having
.

his thesis-possessed

annotators

grow

curiously cock-eyed.
*To forestall argument, my first notion of this title was over 20 years ago, reading a volume of Bertha M. Clay on a park
bench. On the back of the paper-bound book was a list of charwomen's classics, including one called Maid, Wife or Widow "by
Mrs. Alexander." To negative the phrase was obviously funny. Shakespeare's version was Neither Maid, Widow, Nor Wife, less
felicitous both in sequence and rhythm.

[xiv]

A LETTER TO A READER

III

FOR your great purpose of enjoyment you need very little apparatus of knowledge about W.S.,
but chiefly a readiness to observe your own mind. An adequate glossary of Elizabethan English is
and perhaps also some inkling of the supposed chronology of the plays (the order in which
they were written) on which scholars have spent an infinity of argument. But it is your own inno
cent speculations that I desiderate and solicit. What will you make of The Tempest, I'm wondering?
helpful,

t

Will you see in it, as I do, the most exquisite fable of the human mind cast away on the lonely
island of its egotism? Prospero (to me) typifies
Thought; Ariel, the magic of Art; Miranda, the soft

appeal of loving kindness; Caliban, the various greeds and
helterskelter

Demos, the

public. It

matters

little

to

me

lusts;

and the

that the author

rest

may

of the shipload

is

old

have had no conscious

intention of any such allegory; that, so baldly suggested, is my own translation. It matters little to
me, for instance, that Melville professed amazement when the first readers of Moby Dick (two very
intelligent people called

Mr. and Mrs. Nathaniel Hawthorne) saw in the chase of the White Whale
as
artist is what he does subconsciously

a parable of the soul's heat for certainty. The best of any
true of the writer as of the gymnast's equilibria.

Shakespeare, like all great creators, offers us the chance to collaborate with him. When for
instance you see in the line "Your swords are now too massy for your strengths" not merely Ariel
magicking the roughnecks, but a comment on our mechanized and militarized civilization, then

you have collaborated with Shakespeare; you have brought him home to your present business
and bosom; you have put your own exponent above his figure, and raised it to higher power.
Capitalism, or the Profit System as they sometimes call it, is by no means exhausted. You will
find

it

perfectly exemplified in the arts of reading.

much more

profit

plunder.
Or Hamlet:

one will get than another. That

how

I

aspire to hear

shot off",

is

what

most humorous

also the

Two

people will read Shakespeare, and

how

the internal revenue that no tax-collector can

your sober comments on that play. From the

the thrilling words in the dark: Who's

dialogue of the opening

nance

is

there?

down

crisp foreboding

to the "peal of ord

and ticklish doings! Will you see it (as I do) not only tragedy but
on parents and the junior generation? Will you note the comic irony

terrible
satire

of putting the line Brevity

is the

soul of wit in the

mouth of gabby

old Polonius? Will

it

occur to you

that the dramatic dexterity consists not merely in a play within a play, but in fact two plays within
a play: for the whole action is laid inside the confidential reciprocity of Hamlet and the audience.

Here some knowledge of the physical structure of the Elizabethan stage (projecting far into the pit,
so that Hamlet can be alone with the audience) would be useful. The Elizabethan stage was built
just as a

man's mind

How many
phants. Yet

Youth
I

dies,

it is

is

built,

with a forward apron apt for soliloquy.

by the professors and hierohave in you anything of the young prince.
And all idealists are liegemen to the Dane.

peals of ordnance have been shot off about Hamlet

not hard to understand

if

you

still

stabbed by the poisoned sword of living.

do not wish

to

seem

to praise ignorance.

The

full

reach and suggestion of that play cannot

even be approached without the most absorbing research not only in the text but in your own liv
ing. It is packed with an infinity of small chuckling jests; of which one of my favorites is the
:

[XV]

A LETTER TO A READER
the family think
groundlings' laugh when, because
will enjoy the
business
a
solid
as
man,
England. You,

Hamlet is mad, they wish to send him to
King and Queen's doubtfulness about Ham

was a Wittenberg student,
going back to the university for graduate study. Hamlet, remember,
and Wittenberg (not in Springfield, Ohio, but in Germany) was Martin Luther's college. In other

let

called Anne Boleyn in Henry VIII)
words, they thought Hamlet in danger of becoming (as Wolsey
"a spleeny Lutheran." Some of the commentators have had good frolic in considering that whereas
Hamlet was a Protestant, the Ghost was Catholic. How much of the play carries "the tune of

and how much is for always, few can profitably conjecture. Of the original printing
are known to survive. One lacks the last page of text, the other
(the 1603 quarto) only two copies
either has no beginning
are
These
losses
has no title-page.
symbolic. In one's own mind the play

the time",

or will never end.
a pleasant goofiness, a lunacy only
Everyone who writes about Shakespeare goes a little mad
said so very likely he jerked his
he
himself.
said
of
Hamlet
as
of one point of the compass,
(As
to
and
thumb in the direction of the King
suggest that his antics were put on for
Queen offstage,
the play has been studied
the
of
characteristic
their benefit. It would be
spirit in which
perfectly

conduct an archaeology to determine whether the actors playing King and Queen were actually
N.N.W. of Hamlet as he said the lines.) My own kind of mania is to see what gorgeous tricks of
to

excitement procured. Read these lines aloud to yourself:

alliteration Shakespeare's

The King doth Wake TonighT and TakeS hiS RouSe,
KeepS WaSSail, and the SWaggering up-SpRing ReelS;
AnD, as he DRainS hiS DRaughts of Rhenish Down,
The Kettle-DRum and TRumpet thus BRay out
The TRiumph of his pledge.

Can you
and
All,

the

believe that play

DR and TR.

on consonants was mere chance? See

Or, analyzed more

closely

still,

the sequence

KW changing to WS, then to

is

SR
KWS, KSW, SDR, DRT, BRT.

mark you, harsh percussive thudding sounds, with short vowels
brass. That is the sort of fun an author has with himself, taking

notice

it.

Sometimes he doesn't notice

it

himself:

it

may happen

for the

for

drum and

a long a for

granted that few will ever

unawares.

know of the man himself? A fantastic irony is ob
servable in the few recorded facts. The earliest information we have about the family was when
Shakespeare's father was fined for keeping a rubbish heap in the public street. Most of his biog

You

asked me,

how much do you need

to

raphers caught the habit.

We know

home under a cloud, went up to
who thought themselves
London, was soon successful enough
better educated; but that those who actually knew him found him lovable. We know there were
lean years: his wife had to borrow money, and he himself was slow in paying taxes. Was it because
that he

was a country boy, that he apparently

left

to rouse the jealousy of playwrights

he went bald early that he lodged at the house of a wigmaker? This wigmaker was a Frenchman,
and perhaps from him Shakespeare picked up a smattering of that language. "Daily he gathered
the humors of

men" John Aubrey noted of him: one of the most significant hearsay comments.
as men may if they are shrewd enough to observe their fellows. He
bought

He became prosperous,
a

handsome house

in Stratford

tury there was already so

was pestered by

visitors.

much
The

and planted a mulberry tree in the garden. Even in the i8th cen
curiosity about him that the parson who then occupied that house

story

is

that he tore

it

[xvi]

down

to

end the nuisance.

A LETTER TO A READER
The

first

doubts as to Shakespeare's
authorship, if I read the books correctly, were raised by a
in the rum-drinking
port of Santa Cruz. Like the consuls in O. Henry's

United States consul

Cabbages and Kings his official duties

left much
name oddly enough was

eccentric lady whose

vacation for his mind. His idea was taken up by an
Delia .Bacon; she inveigled Hawthorne into writing

a preface for her book and the fun began.
Incidentally, Miss Bacon died non compos.
A few days ago I happened to be in the pleasant Falstaff Room of the Biltmore Hotel in
Providence, R.I. I asked the waiter if there were a copy of Shakespeare around as I wanted to
look

up some

was no book

details in the Boar's

Head Tavern

scene, illustrated

on a mural over the

available, but the cheerful waiter, eager to please, said, "I

picture comes from,

it's

And

from the third act of Shakespeare."

anxious to please, he added
don't know which to read."

(this is

exact quotation)

"Some people

can

tell

later, seeing

bar.

There

you where the

my

interest,

think Bacon wrote

it,

so

and
they

IV

THE STORY

of Shakespeare and humanity's subsequent dealings with him has no easy consolations
sharpened mind. It needs not so much a study of documents (though that too is precious)
an intuition of the inward quality of genius; and it is most likely to dismay the house of Grundy.

for the
as

The world

tried to dispose of Shakespeare comfortably

troupers, both of

whom

by turning him over

are people adorably juvenile in their notions. There

risy in the universal lip-service to Shakespeare:

we

are safe in praising

few mature minds really read him. The legend was that
commentators -have tried to bury him deeper still.

his

him

to teachers

and

a gorgeous hypoc
because we know that
is

grave was dug 17

feet deep;

and the

But the casual reader need not be too humble about Shakespeare. Everyone is a Shakespearean
You yourself have probably quoted him today, for his words are the ter

scholar unconsciously.

mites of the mind; they infest and

honeycomb our thinking. If you said, and I'll wager you
more sinned against than sinning, as sound as a bell,

that the wish was father to the thought,

did,

care

more in sorrow than in anger, method in his madness, yes,
of
the
heir of a female dog, or said something was lousy, or told
you spoke (I paraphrase)
someone to laugh that off, or to sell himself to someone else, it was not you speaking but Shake
killed a cat, comparisons are odorous,

even

if

speare.

"My

in one of the rare moments when we seem to imagine
he added, though with mannerly qualification, "my ending
him free from taskwork. He was released long ago; became

project was to please," he said

him speaking

in his

He

own

person.

And

begged us then to set
a marble bust with its right hand resting on a cushion. What hand had ever so earned it?
They say that April 23 was the date of both his birth and death. For the artist (I have said

is

despair."

every day should be both birth and death; every day is a complete circle, "His dates",
were 1564-1616. It seems like yesterday; and every day is his birthday in someone's
and thought. Long ago he became far more important to us than the sum total of everything

this before)

as

men

word

say,

he wrote; he became the symbol of trouble and triumph in the

human mind. Be

prepared then to

A LETTER TO A READER
go a
put

mad if you read him sensitively. The
own kind of thinking into his own kind

little

his

way to know how great he was is
of words. Once I imagined him saying:
surest

It is the varsal ego in men's bosoms
That gives them stomach, in their loneliness,
To chew and savour this our bright pretence
And take it to themselves. Haply the author
Like the matron pelican of adage

Feeds

From

his unsuspective auditors
the red artery of his proper breast.

July 1936

[

xviii

]

to try to

THE FIRST PART OF KING HENRY

VI

SYNOPSIS
/VLL England is mourning the death of its great soldier-king, Henry V, conqueror of France,
who has died at the height of his glory, leaving his little son, Henry of Windsor, surrounded by
jealous relatives, the more contentious being the child's uncle, the Duke of Gloucester, Protector
of the Realm during his infancy, and Beaufort, Bishop of Winchester, his arrogant great-uncle.
Under cover of the regency, they strive to advance their own interests, and their quarrels extend
to clashes in the

London

streets

between the servants of both households,

whom

the

Lord Mayor

forced to disperse.
Neglect of national affairs soon manifests itself in the badly supported English army in France,
and the Dauphin seizes the opportunity to regain the possessions lost to Henry V, news soon reach

is

ing England of his coronation at Rheims and the imprisonment of Talbot, the valiant commander
of the English forces. Talbot is exchanged, however, for a prominent French prisoner, and rejoins
his

army

at Orleans

general, Salisbury,

is

which he defends bravely without supplies and support until his fellowby a French sniper, and the siege is raised by Joan la Pucelle, a shep

killed

herd maid who, declaring herself a leader inspired by heavenly visions, wins the confidence and
esteem of the Dauphin. The English, scorning Joan's power, scale the walls of Orleans during a
celebration of the recent victory, recapture the city at night,

only in their

and put the French

to flight clad

shirts.

The French Countess of Auvergne, wishing to make herself famous as the betrayer of the
dreaded English general, invites him to visit her, but, suspecting treachery, he stations soldiers
outside the door which she locks after him, and, upon his signal, his men break down the barriers.
Disguised as peasants selling corn, La Pucelle and four soldiers with sacks on their backs pass
through the gates of Rouen and admit the French forces, compelling the evacuation of the English,
but the enraged Talbot quickly reorganizes his men and retakes the city the same day, carrying
with him the dying old Duke of Bedford who has refused to leave the fight. While in retreat, Joan
meets the noble Duke of Burgundy who has been fighting for the English, and by persisting that
Talbot is false to him succeeds in winning him back to France.

Meanwhile, in the Temple Garden in London, with Richard Plantagenet, heir to the house of
York, opposing John Beaufort, Earl of Somerset, head of the Lancastrian faction, the bloody civil

War

of the Roses

York pluck

is

as their

initiated,

when,

accompaniment of insults and derision, the followers of
and those of Lancaster choose red, thus fulfilling the Bishop

to the

badge a white rose

of Carlisle's prediction at the deposition of Richard II of the future strife of kindred Edmund
Mortimer, dying a prisoner in the Tower, assures Richard Plantagenet that he is Richard IPs

and denounces

rightful heir,

Clarence, was a

as false the taunts of the Lancastrians that his father, the late

Duke of

traitor.

In Parliament, where he appears to lay claim to his titles and estates, Planlagonel finds
Gloucester and Winchester defying each other in an angry quarrel before the young King who,
with the aid of the Earl of Warwick, finally succeeds in his efforts for a makeshift peace between

them. Warwick presents Richard's petition to Henry who restores him to the whole inheritance of
him Duke of York, and the court then leaves for France in order that the young

his house, creates

King may be crowned

To reward
and

to reconcile the

infantry,

in Paris.

the faithful Talbot for his great services,

York and Lancaster

and Somerset, general of the

horse.

to defeat, fighting desperately against the

and had refused

Owing

to their lack of co-operation,

Dauphin's superior forces

at

Talbot goes clown

Bordeaux, and dies broken

body of his young son who had

hearted, clasping in his arms the dead
years' absence

Henry creates him Earl of Shrewsbury,
York Regent of France and general of

factions, appoints

to desert his soldier-father

just joined him after seven
surrounded by enemies.

In the peace terms offered to the English, a marriage

is

arranged between the young King
offers a large dowry.

Henry and the daughter of the powerful French Earl of Armagnac who
Winchester,

now appointed Cardinal through bribery,

is

to

conclude the peace and bring the bride

to England.

But meanwhile, in a battle at Angiers, in which Joan la Pucelle, later to be burned at the stake
is taken
prisoner by York, the Earl of Suffolk, a favorite of King Henry, captures
Margaret of Anjou, daughter of Reignier, titular King of Naples, falls in love with her, but being
for witchcraft,

already married, resolves to marry her to Henry, and through her influence over the

King eventually

to gain ruling

weak young

for himself.

power

Treacherously acceding to Reignicr's terms of
marriage, Suffolk uses his artful description of Margaret's charms to induce the King to break his
contract to the Earl of Armagnac's daughter. Peace is declared between France and
England, with
the

as viceroy of France under
Henry, and York, aspiring to both crowns, foresees the
of England's French possessions.

Dauphin

loss

HISTORICAL DATA
The obscurities caused by the processes of revision and collaboration in the case of these earliest
_

plays attributed to Shakespeare during the time of
his
apprenticeship present the most difficult
.

of authorship of any of the
group. Almost
all critics agree that the three
parts of Henry VI
are the work of several hands.

problem

ine materials

for the first part, which is extremely inaccurate from an historical standpoint,
weretakenfrom//a

//^C^m^(i548)andHolms-

bed

The
and

s

m

his son,
actually

Th
The
play

from the former.
the interview between Talbot

Chronicles (1577),
principally

dramatist,

is

TQH,

paraphrased the words used

t
* of
extent
Shakespeare

in

much

attributing to

u
contribution to this
-

>

s

dispute but critics usually agree in
the Temple Garden scene
(Act

him

II, Scene iv), the greater part of Act IV, and the
wooing of Margaret by Suffolk (Act V, Scene iii).
The crude characterization of Joan of Arc is almost

never considered to be
Shakespeare's
Due no doubt to the question of authorship
Meres does not include this
play in his list of
Shakespeare's tragedies in Palladia 'lamia. Henslowe, however, mentions in his Diary the performancc of "a new play /&w?
by Lord Stranjre's
men at the Rose Theatre in 1591, and Nash in his

Vr

Pierce Penniless, refers to this

play as well-known

and

popular. Gollancz, and most other commentators,
think that the play in
question was most probably
Henry VIj Part Ij and that the datc of Shakespeare's additions and
was about

revamping

1590*91,

"Bring forth that

sorceress,

condemned

HENRY

to

VI,

burn.

PART

93

I

r&]!idi^k^2i^

THE FIRST PART OF KING HENRY VI
DRAMATIS PERSONS
KING HENRY the Sixth.
DUKE OF GLOUCESTER,

BASSET, of the Red-Rose or Lancasterfaction,

A LAWYER.

and

uncle to the King,

MORTIMER'S KEEPERS.

Protector.

DUKE OF BEDFORD,

uncle to the King,

and Regent

CHARLES, Dauphin, and afterwards King, of France
REIGNIER, Duke of Anjou, and titular King of

of France.

THOMAS BEAUFORT, Duke of Exeter,
the

great-uncle to

Naples.

King.

HENRY BEAUFORT, great-uncle

to the

DUKE OF BURGUNDY.
DUKE OF ALENCON.

King, Bishop

of Winchester, and afterwards Cardinal.
Earl, afterwards Duke,

JOHN BEAUFORT,

BASTARD of Orleans.

of

GOVERNOR of Paris.

Somerset.

RICHARD PLANTAGENET,

son of Richard late
of Cambridge, afterwards Duke of Tork.

MASTER-GUNNER of Orleans, and his Son.
GENERAL of the French forces in Bourdeaux.
A FRENCH SERGEANT.

Kan

EARL OF WARWICK.
EARL OF SALISBURY.
EARL OF SUFFOLK.
LORD TALBOT, afterwards Earl of Shrewsbury.
JOHN TALBOT, his son.
EDMUND MORTIMER, Earl of March.
SIR JOHN FASTOLFE.
SIR WILLIAM LUCY.
SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE.
SIR THOMAS GARGRAVE.
MAYOR OF LONDON.
WOODVILE, Lieutenant of the Tower.
VERNON, of the White-Rose or Tork faction.

ACT
SCENE

I.

A PORTER.
AN OLD SHEPHERD, father to Joan
MARGARET,
ried

the

LORDS,

Reignier, afterwards

mar

WARDERS of the

called

Joan of Arc.

Tower, HERALDS, OFFI

CERS, SOLDIERS, MESSENGERS, and ATTENDANTS.

FIENDS appearing

SCENE

to

La

Pucelle.

Partly in England, and partly in France.

EXETER

I

We mourn in black: why mourn we not in blood?

Westminster Abbey

Funeral of KING

to

to

King Henry.
COUNTESS OF AUVERGNE.
JOAN LA PUCELLE, commonly

Henry
Dead March. Enter

daughter

la Pucelle.

HENRY

the Fifth,

DUKE OF BEDFORD, Regent of France;
DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, Protector; the DUKE OF
EXETER, the EARL OF WARWICK, ike BISHOP OF WIN
attended on by the
the

CHESTER, HERALDS, &C.

BEDFORD

HUNG be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
Comets, importing change of times and states,
Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky,
And with them scourge the bad revolting stars
That have consented unto Henry's death!
King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!
England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
GLOUCESTER

is

dead and never

shall revive:

Upon a wooden coffin we attend,
And death's dishonourable victory

We with our stately presence glorify,
Like captives bound to a triumphant car.
What! shall we curse the planets of mishap
That plotted thus our glory's overthrow?

Or

shall

we think

the subtle-witted French

Conjurers and sorcerers, that afraid of him
By magic verses have contrived his end?

WINCHESTER

He was a king bless'd of the King of kings.
Unto the French the dreadful judgement-day
So dreadful will not be as was his sight.
The battles of the Lord of hosts he fought:

England ne'er had a king until his time.
Virtue he had, deserving to command:
His brandish'd sword did blind men with his beams:
His arms spread wider than a dragon's wings;
His sparkling eyes, replete with wrathful fire,
More dazzled and drove back his enemies
Than mid-day sun fierce bent against their faces.
What should I say? his deeds exceed all speech:
He ne'er lift up his hand but conquered.

The

church's prayers

made him so

prosperous.

GLOUCESTER
The church! whereis it? Had notchurchmenpray'd,
His thread of life had not so soon decay'd:
like but an effeminate prince,
Whom, like a school-boy, you may over-awe.

None do you

WINCHESTER
Gloucester, whate'er we like, thou art protector,
And lookest to command the prince and realm.

[3]

ACT

I,

i,

KING HENRY VI

39-86

Thy wife is proud; she holdeth thee in awe,
More than God or religious churchmen may,

it

be to pray against thy

wretched

foes.

will I lend the

To weep

their intermissive miseries.

The Dauphin crowned king!
O, whither shall we fly from

BEDFORD

why

MESSENGER
MESSENGER

Enter another

lords, health to you all!
Sad tidings bring I to you out of France,
Of loss, of slaughter and discomfiture:
Guienne, Champagne, Rheims, Orleans,
Paris, Guysors, Poictiers, are all quite lost.

My gracious lords, to add to your laments,
Wherewith you now bedew King Henry's hearse,
I must inform you of a dismal fight
Betwixt the stout Lord Talbot and the French.
WINCHESTER
What! wherein Talbot overcame? is' t so?
MESSENGER
O, no; wherein Lord Talbot was o'erthrown:

BEDFORD

What say'st thou, man,

before dead Henry's corse?
of those great towns
burst his lead and rise from death.
loss

The circumstance I'll tell you more at large.
The tenth of August last this dreadful lord,

GLOUCESTER

Rouen yielded up?

Retiring from the siege of Orleans,
full scarce six thousand in his troop,
By three and twenty thousand of the French

If Henry were recall'd to life again,
These news would cause him once more yield the

Having

ghost.

Was round encompassed and

EXETER
MESSENGER

No

treachery; but want of men and money.
Amongst the soldiers this is muttered,
several factions,

fly swift,

but wanteth wings;

A third thinks, without expense at all,

By guileful fair words peace may be obtain'd.
Awake, awake, English nobility!
Let not sloth dim your honours new-begot:
Cropp'd are the flower-de-luces in your arms;

Of England's coat one

half is cut away.

EXETER

Were our
These

tears

tidings

wanting

would

to this funeral,

call forth their

flowing

tides.

BEDFORD
Me they concern; Regent I am of France.
Give me my steeled coat. I'll fight for France.

Away with these disgraceful wailing robes!

upon.

Instead whereof sharp stakes pluck'd out of hedges
in the ground confusedly,
To keep the horsemen off from breaking in.
More than three hours the fight continued;

They pitched

And whilst a field should be dispatch'd and fought,
You are disputing of your generals:
One would have lingering wars with little cost;
Another would

set

No leisure had he to enrank his men;
He wanted pikes to set before his archers;

How were they lost? what treachery was used?

That here you maintain

him!

doubt'st thou of my forwardness?
An army have I muster'd in my thoughts,
Wherewith already France is overrun.
Gloucester,

MESSENGER

Is Paris lost? is

to

reproach?

GLOUCESTER

honourable

make him

this

but to our enemies' throats.
Bedford, if thou be slack, I'll fight it out.

A

Will

all fly

We will not fly,

the Fifth, thy ghost I invocate:
Prosper this realm, keep it from civil broils,
Combat with adverse planets in the heavens!
far more glorious star thy soul will make
Than Julius Caesar or bright
Enter a MESSENGER

Speak softly; or the

them another

EXETKR

years,

moist eyes babes shall suck,
isle be made a nourish of salt tears,
none but women left to wail the dead.

Henry

My

to

The Bastard of Orleans with him is joined;
take his part;
Reignier, Duke of Anjou, doth
The Duke of Alemjon flieth to his side.

When at their mothers'
Our
And

French instead of eyes,

Wounds

MESSENGER
MESSENGER
Lords, view these letters full of bad mischance.
France is revolted from the English quite,
Except some petty towns of no import:
The Dauphin Charles is crowned king in Rheims;

BEDFORD
Cease, cease these jars and rest your minds in peace:
Let's to the altar: heralds, wait on us:
Instead of gold, we'll offer up our arms;
Since arms avail not now that Henry's dead.
Posterity, await for

ACT 1,1,87-137

1

Enter

GLOUCESTER

Name not religion, for thou lovest the flesh,
And ne'er throughout the year to church thou go'st
Except

PART

Where

valiant Talbot above human thought
Enacted wonders with his sworcl and lance:
Hundreds he sent to hell, and none durst stand him;
Here, there, and every where, enraged he flew:
The French exclaim'd, the devil was in arms;
All the whole army stood agazed on him:
His soldiers spying his undaunted spirit
A Talbot! a Talbot! cried out amain,
And rush'd into the bowels of the battle.
Here had the conquest fully been seaPd up,
If Sir John Fastolfe had not play'd the coward:
He, being in the vaward, placed behind
With purpose to relieve and follow them,
Cowardly fled, not having struck one stroke.
Hence grew the general wreck and massacre;
Enclosed were they with their enemies:
A base Walloon, to win the Dauphin's grace,

[4]

ACT

I,

138-11,

i,

KING HENRY VI

4

Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back,
Whom all France with their chief assembled strength
Durst not presume to look once in the face.

BEDFORD
Is Talbot slain? then I will
slay myself,
For living idly here in pomp and ease,

took prisoner,

Sound, sound alarum we
!

Here Alarum;
great

I

[Exit

for

[Exit

[Exit

his true

is

sendeth forth to skirmish.

It

One

to ten!

Let's leave this

J

town; for they are hare-brain d

REIGNIER
[Exeunt

II. France. Before Orleans

CHARLES
moving, even as in the heavens

So in the earth, to this day is not known:
Late did he shine upon the English side;
Now we are victors; upon us he smiles.

countryman of ours, records,
England all Olivers and Rowlands bred
During the time Edward the Third did reign.

And hunger will enforce them to be more eager:
Of old I know them; rather with their teeth
The walls they'll tear down than forsake the siege.

Sound a Flourish. Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, and,
REIGNIER, marching with Drum and Soldiers

Mars

fled.

slaves,

to attend:

me nothing remains.

I will

SCENE

!

Lean raw-boned rascals! who would e'er suppose
They had such courage and audacity?
CHARLES

The king from Eltham

And sit

CHARLES, ALEN$ON, and REIGNIER

More

EXETER
where the young king is,

not be Jack out of office:
I intend to steal
at chiefest stern of public weal.

But long

[Exeunt

they are beaten back by the English with

Re-enter

truly now may this be verified;
For none but Samsons and Goliases

the haste I can,

WINCHESTER
place and function

his

!

ALENCON

his special governor,
for his safety there I'll best devise.

am left out;

on them.

Froissart, a

Being ordain' d

Each hath

will rush

REIGNIER
a desperate homicide;
He fighteth as one weary of his life.
The other lords, like lions wanting food,
Do rush upon us as their hungry prey.

my leave,

To view the artillery and munition;
And then I will proclaim young Henry king.

And

loss.

Salisbury

lords, your oaths to Henry sworn,
Either to quell the Dauphin utterly,
Or bring him in obedience to your yoke.

I,

war.

Dogs! cowards! dastards! I would ne'er have
But that they left me 'midst my enemies.

Remember,

To Eltham will

make

Who ever saw the like? what men have I

EXETER

all

to

CHARLES

besieged;

hardly keeps his men from mutiny,
Since they, so few, watch such a multitude.

Tower with

taken,

Now for the honour of the forlorn French
Him I forgive my death that killeth me
When he sees me go back one foot or fly.

And

Fll to the

is

CHARLES

English army is grown weak and faint:
Earl of Salisbury craveth supply,

BEDFORD
do remember it; and here take
To go about my preparation.
GLOUCESTER

fat bull-beeves:

why live we idly here?
whom we wont to fear:

Nor men nor money hath he

MESSENGER

1

ALENgON
and their

their porridge

Remaineth none but mad-brain'd Salisbury;
And he may well in fretting spend his gall,

Ten thousand soldiers with me I will take,
Whose bloody deeds shall make all Europe quake.
The
The

Otherwhiles the famish'd English, like pale ghosts,
Faintly besiege us one hour in a month.

Talbot

Farewell, my masters; to my task will I;
Bonfires in France forthwith I am to make,
To keep our great Saint George's feast withal:

is

of any moment but we have?
At pleasure here we lie near Orleans;

REIGNIER

BEDFORD
His ransom there is none but I shall pay:
I'll hale the
Dauphin headlong from his throne:
His crown shall be the ransom of my friend;
Four of their lords I'll change for one of ours.

for Orleans

5-47

Let's raise the siege:

rest slaughter'd or took likewise.

So you had need;

11,

And have their provender tied to their mouths,
Or piteous they will look, like drowned mice.

And Lord Scales with him, and Lord Hungerford:
Most of the

1,

Either they must be dieted like mules,

MESSENGER
is

ACT

I

What towns

They want

Whilst such a worthy leader, wanting aid,
Unto his dastard foemen is betray'd.
no, he lives; but

PART

I think,

by some odd gimmors or device

Their arms are set like clocks, still to strike on;
Else ne'er could they hold out so as they do.
By my consent, we'll even let them alone.

ALENgON
Be

it so.

BASTARD of Orleans
BASTARD
Where's the Prince Dauphin? I have news
CHARLES
Bastard of Orleans, thrice welcome to us.
Enter the

[5]

for him.

ACT

KING HENRY VI

48-97

I, ii,

skill,

BASTARD of Orleans, with]OAN LA
PUCELLE
thou wilt do these wondrous

I

thou that thinkest

feats?

to beguile

I

the

Be not amazed,

there's nothing hid from me:
In private will I talk with thee apart.
Stand back, you lords, and give us leave awhile.
REIGNIER
She takes upon her bravely at first dash.
LA PUCELLE
Dauphin, I am by birth a shepherd's daughter,
My wit un train d in any kind of art.
Heaven and our Lady gracious hath it pleased
5

shine

my contemptible estate:
waited on my tender lambs,
And to sun's parching heat display'd my cheeks,
God's mother deigned to appear to me,
And in a vision full of majesty
WilTd me to leave my base vocation,

And

free

I

my country from

Her aid she promised and

calamity:
assured success:

In complete glory she reveaFd
herself;
And, whereas I was black and swart before,

With those clear rays which she infused on me
That beauty am I bless'd with which
you see.
Ask me what question thou canst possible,

And

must not

yield to

REIGNIER

My lord,

methinks,

is

answer unpremeditated:
My courage try by combat, if thou darest,
And thou shalt find that I exceed my sex.
Resolve on this, thou shalt be fortunate,
If thou receive me for
thy warlike mate.
CHARLES
Thou hast astonish'd me with thy
high terms:
Only this proof I'll of thy valour make,
In single combat thou shalt buckle with
me,
And if thou vanquishest, thy words are true;
Otherwise I renounce all confidence.
I will

very long

in talk.

ALKNUON
Doubtless he shrives this woman to her
Else ne'er could he so long protract his
Shall

smock;
speech,

RKIGNIER
since he keeps no mean?

on

Lo, whilst

chose forth,

LA PUCELLE
any rites of love,
For my profession's sacred from above;
When I have chased all thy foes from hence,
Then will I think upon a recompense.
CHARLES
Meantime look gracious on thy prostrate thrall.

me?

Dauphin? Gome, come from behind;
know thee well, though never seen before.

To

1

Katharine's

Let

LA PUCELLE
is 't

iSaint

in

Excellent Pucelle, if thy name he so,
me thy servant and not sovereign be:
'Tis the French Dauphin sueth to thee thus.

REIGNIER

is

Touraine,

CHARLES
Then come, o' God's name; I fear no woman.
LA PUGELLE
And while I live, I'll ne'er fly from a man,
[Here theyfight^ and JOAN LA PUCKLLK overcomes
CHARLES
Stay, stay thy hands! thou art an Amazon,
And fightest with the sword of Deborah.
LA PUOELLK
Christ's mother helps me, else I were too weak,
CHARLES
Whoe'er helps thee, 'tis thou that must help me:
Impatiently I burn with thy desire;
My heart and hands thou hast at once subdued.

Reignier, stand thou as Dauphin in my place:
Question her proudly; let thy looks be stern:
By this means shall we sound what skill she hath.

Reignier,

at

churchyard,
Out of a great deal of old iron

spirit of deep prophecy she hath,
Exceeding the nine sibyls of old Rome:
What's past and what's to come she can descry.
Speak, shall I call her in? Believe my words,
For they are certain and unfallible.
CHARLES
Go, call her in. [Exit BASTARD.] But first, to try her

Where

98

am prepared:

The which

The

is 't

I, ii,

here is my keen-edged sword,
Deck'd with five flower-de-luces on each side;
I

s

Fair maid,

ACT

I

LA PUOELLE

BASTARD
Methinks your looks are sad, your cheer appall'd:
Hath the late overthrow wrought this offence?
Be not dismay d, for succour is at hand:
A holy maid hither with me I bring,
Which by a vision sent to her from heaven
Ordained is to raise this tedious siege,
And drive the English forth the bounds of France.

Re-enter the

PART

we disturb him,

He may mean more
These women are

ALEN9QN
than we poor men do know:
shrewd tempters with their

tongues.

REXONIER

My lord, where are you?
Shall

we

what devise
give over Orleans, or no?

you on?

LA PUCELLE
no, I say, distrustful recreants!
Fight till the last gasp; I will be your guard.

Why,

CHARLES

What she

says

I'll

confirm: we'll fight

it

out.

LA PUCELLE
Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.
This night the siege
assuredly I'll raise:
Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days.
Since I have entered into these wars.
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself

Till by broad
spreading it disperse to nought
With Henry's death the English circle
ends;

Dispersed are the glories

[6]

it

included*

ACT

I, ii,

KING HENRY VI

24

i38-iii,

Now am I like that proud insulting ship
Which

Caesar

and

his fortune

PART

Thou
Open

bare at once.

ACT

I

SERVING-MEN

Open the gates unto the lord protector,
Or we'll burst them open, if that you come

with a dove?
inspired then.

Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, were like thee.
Bright star of Venus, falPn down on the earth,

How may I

reverently worship thee enough?

Leave off delays,

ALENQON
and let us raise the

siege.

REIGNIER
Woman, do what thou canst to save our honours;
Drive them from Orleans and be immortalized.

away about

let's

No

she prove

SCENE
Enter

the

I trust, if

III. London. Before the

DUKE OF GLOUCESTER,

it:

false.

[Exeunt

Tower

with his SERVING-MEN

in blue coats

GLOUCESTER
I

am come to survey the Tower this day:

Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance.
these warders, that they wait not here?
Open the gates; 'tis Gloucester that calls.

Where be

FIRST
[Within]
It

is

WARDER

Duke

FIRST

We

in.

WARDER

protect him! so we answer him:
do no otherwise than we are will'd.

The Lord

GLOUCESTER
Who willed you? or whose will stands but mine?
There's none protector of the realm but I.
Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize:
Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms?
[GLOUCESTER'S men rush at the Tower Gates., and

WOODVILE
What

noise

is

this?

the Lieutenant speaks within

WOODVTLE
what traitors have we here?
GLOUCESTER

Lieutenant, is it you whose voice I hear?
Open the gates; here's Gloucester that would enter.

WOODVILE

Have patience, noble duke; I may not open;
The Cardinal of Winchester forbids:
From him I have express commandment
That thou nor none of thine shall be let in.
GLOUCESTER
Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizest him 'fore me?
Arrogant Winchester, that haughty prelate,
Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could brook?

Whom

in

not

WINCHESTER

tawny coats

WINCHESTER
now, ambitious Humphry! what means this?
GLOUCESTER
Peel'd priest, dost thou command me to be shut out?
WINCHESTER
I do, thou most usurping proditor,

How

not protector, of the king or realm.

GLOUCESTER
Stand back, thou manifest conspirator,
Thou that contrivedst to murder our dead lord;
Thou that givest whores indulgences to sin:
I'll canvass thee in thy broad cardinal's hat,
If thou proceed in this thy insolence.
WINCHESTER
Nay, stand thou back; I will not budge a foot:
This be Damascus, be thou cursed Gain,
To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.
GLOUCESTER
I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back:
Thy scarlet robes as a child's bearing-cloth
use to carry thee out of this place.

WINCHESTER
I beard thee to thy face.
GLOUCESTER
dared and bearded to my face?

Do what thou darest;

of Gloucester.

SECOND WARDER
[Within] Whoe'er he be, you may not be let
FIRST SERVANT
Villains, answer you so the lord protector?
[Within]

and his men

I'll

Who's there that knocks so imperiously?
FIRST SERVANT

the noble

quickly.
Enter to the Protector at the Tower Gates

And

CHARLES
Presently we'll try: come,

prophet will

25-64

art no friend to God or to the king:
the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly.

CHARLES

Was Mahomet inspired
Thou with an eagle art

I, iii,

What! am I
Draw, men,

for all this privileged place;
Priest, beware your beard;
to tug it and to cuff you soundly:

Blue coats to tawny coats.
I

mean

Under my feet
In

I

stamp thy

cardinal's hat:

spite of pope or dignities of church,

drag thee up and down.
WINCHESTER
Gloucester, thou wilt answer this before the pope.
GLOUCESTER

Here by the cheeks

I'll

Winchester goose, I cry, a rope! a rope!
Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay?
Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array.

Out, tawny coats! out, scarlet hypocrite!
Here GLOUCESTER'S men beat out the CARDINAL'S men,
and enter in the hurly-burly the MAYOR OF LONDON and
his OFFICERS

MAYOR
Fie, lords! that

you, being supreme magistrates,
Thus contumeliously should break the peace!

GLOUCESTER
Peace, mayor! thou know'st little of my wrongs:
Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king,
Hath here distrain' d the Tower to his use.

WINCHESTER
Here's Gloucester, a foe to citizens,
One that still motions war and never peace,
O'ercharging your free purses with large fines.

ACT

I, in,

That

KING HENRY VI

65-iv, 13

To

seeks to overthrow religion.

Because he

ACT

I

intercept this

is

'gainst

it I

have placed;

these three days have I watch'd,
If I could see them.

Now do thou watch, for I can stay no longer.
If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;
thou shalt find me at the governor's.

not answer thee with words, but blows.
[Here they skirmish again

And

Nought rests for me in this tumultuous strife
But to make open proclamation:
Gome, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst:

I warrant you; take you no care;
never trouble you, if I may spy them.
[Exit
Enter, on the turrets, the LORDS SALISBURY and TALBOT,
SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE, SIR THOMAS G ARC RAVE, and

Father,
I'll

Gry.

others.

OFFICER

SALISBURY
in

arms

this

day against

my life, my joy,
How wert thou handled

again return'd!
being prisoner?
by what means got'st thou to be released?

God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in
his highness' name, to repair to your several dwelling-places;
and not to wear, handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger,

Talbot,

henceforward, upon pain of death.

Discourse, I prithee, on this turret's top.

Cardinal,

I'll

The Duke of Bedford had

be no breaker of the law:
and break our minds at large.

WINCHESTER

MAYOR
for clubs, if you will not

away.
This cardinal's more haughty than the

devil.

!

GLOUCESTER
Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou mayst.
WINCHESTER
Abominable Gloucester, guard thy head;
For I intend to have it ere long.
[Exeunt, severally, GLOUCESTER and WINCHESTER
with their SERVING-MEN

MAYOR
See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart.
Good God, these nobles should such stomachs bear!
I myself fight not once in forty year.
[Exeunt

SCENE IV.

a prisoner

Lord Ponton de Santrailles;
For him was I exchanged and ransomed.
But with a baser man of arms by far
Once in contempt they would have bartered me:
Which I disdaining scorn'd, and craved death
Rather than I would be so vile-esteem'd.
In fine, redeemM I was as I desired.
But, O the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my heart,
Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
If I now had him brought into my power.
Call'd the brave

shall meet,

Gloucester, we will meet; to thy cost, be sure:
Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work.
I'll call

Or

TALBOT

GLOUCESTER
But we

[Exit

BOY

MAYOR

manner of men assembled here

14-6

And even

GLOUCESTER

All

I, iv,

inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance

protector of the realm,
And would have armour here out of the Tower,
To crown himself king and suppress the prince.
I will

PART

Yet

telFst

thou not

SALISBURY
thou wert entertained.

how

TALBOT
With scoffs and scorns and contumelious taunts.
In open market-place produced they rne,

To be

a public spectacle to all:
Here, said they, is the terror of the French,
The scarecrow that affrights our children so.
Then broke I from the officers that led me,
And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,
To hurl at the beholders of my shame:

My grisly countenance made

Orleans

others fly;
durst come near for fear of sudden death.
In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;
So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread
That they supposed I could rend bars of steel,
And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,

None

MASTER GUNNER and his BOY
MASTER GUNNER

Enter, on the walls, a

Sirrah, thou know'st

And how

how

Orleans

is

besieged,

the English have the suburbs won.

BOY
Father, I know; and oft have shot at them,
Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim.

MASTER GUNNER
But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me:
Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
Something I must do to procure me grace.
The prince's espials have informed me

How the English,

in the suburbs close intrench'd,
a secret grate of iron bars
In yonder tower to overpeer the city,
And thence discover how with most advantage
They may vex us with shot or with assault.

Wont through

That walk'd about me every minute while;

And if I

did but.stir out of my bed,
to shoot me to the heart.

Ready they were

Enter the

BOY

with a linstock

SALISBURY
I grieve to hear what torments you endured,
But we will- be revenged sufficiently.
Now it is supper-time in Orleans:
Here, through this grate, I count each one,
And view the Frenchmen how they fortify:
Let us look in; the sight will much delight thee.
Sir

[8]

Thomas Gargrave, and

Sir

William Glansdale,

ACT
Let

I, iv,

me

Where

KING HENRY VI

64-109

have your express opinions
is

best place to

make our

PART

me Salisbury into

Convey

And

battery next.

GARGRAVE

ACT

I

no-v, 37

his tent,

then we'll try what these dastard Frenchmen
[Alarum. Exeunt

dare.

I think, at the north,
gate; for there

I, iv,

stand lords.

GLANSDALE

And

I,

here, at the bulwark of the bridge.

For aught

I see, this

SCENE V. The same

TALBOT
city must be famish'd,

Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.

[Here they shoot. SALISBURY and GARGRAVE, fall

Here an alarum again: and TALBOT pursueth the DAUPHIN,
and driveth him: then enter JOAN LA PUCELLE, driving
Englishmen before her, and exit after them: then re-enter

TALBOT
TALBOT

SALISBURY

O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!
Where

GARGRAVE

O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man!
is

the Fifth he

first

and

my force?

troops retire, I cannot stay them;
clad in armour chaseth them.

LA PUCELLE

Re-enter

this that

suddenly hath cross'd us?
Speak, Salisbury; at least, if thou canst speak;
How farest thou, mirror of all martial men?
One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struck off!
Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand
That hath contrived this woful tragedy!
In thirteen battles Salisbury o'ercame;

Henry

my strength, my valour,

A woman

TALBOT

What chance

is

Our English

Here, here she comes. I'll have a bout with thee;
Devil or devil's dam, I'll conjure thee:
Blood will I draw on thee, thou art a witch,
And straightway give thy soul to him thou servest.

LA PUCELLE

Gome, come,

'tis

only I that must disgrace thee.

train'd to the wars;

[Here they fight

Whilst any trump did sound, or drum struck up,
His sword did ne'er leave striking in the field.

Heavens, can you suffer hell so to prevail?

Yet

My breast I'll burst with straining of my courage,

livest thou, Salisbury?

TALBOT

though thy speech doth

fail,

One eye

And from my shoulders

crack

my arms asunder,

thou hast, to look to heaven for grace:
The sun with one eye vieweth all the world.
Heaven, be thou gracious to none alive,
If Salisbury wants mercy at thy hands!
Bear hence his body; I will help to bury it.
Sir Thomas Gargrave, hast thou any life?
Speak unto Talbot; nay, look up to him.
Salisbury, cheer thy spirit with this comfort;
Thou shalt not die whiles
He beckons with his hand and smiles on me,
As who should say 'When I am dead and gone,

But

Remember

My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel;

to

avenge me on the

shall

Talbot, farewell;
I

I

my name.

by

Renounce your
himself up and groans

Salisbury doth groan!
he cannot be revenged.
Frenchmen, I'll be a Salisbury to you:
Pucelle or puzzel, dolphin or dogfish,
Your hearts I'll stamp out with my horse's heels,
And make a quagmire of your mingled brains.

I

do:

fear,

like to whelps,

we

soil,

give sheep in lions' stead:

Sheep run not half so treacherous from the
Or horse or oxen from the leopard,
As you fly from your oft-subdued slaves.

wolf,

[Alarum. Here another skirmish

how dying

It irks his heart

[Exit

crying run away.
[A short alarum
Hark, countrymen! either renew the fight,
Or tear the lions out of England's coat;

to raise the siege.

TALBOT
Hear, hear

make his testament:
many more shall be,

not force, like Hannibal,
Drives back our troops and conquers as she lists:
So bees with smoke and doves with noisome stench
Are from their hives and houses driven away.
They calFd us for our' fierceness English dogs;

Now,

A holy prophetess new risen up,
lifteth

to

ours, as

know not where I am, nor what

A witch,

alarum, and the noise?
Enter a MESSENGER

[Here SALISBURY

is

TALBOT

this

come with a great power

victual Orleans forthwith.
[A short alarum: then enter the town with soldiers

Help Salisbury

MESSENGER
My lord, my lord, the French have gather 'd head:
The Dauphin, with one Joan la Pucelle join'd,
Is

\

must go

This day

[Here an alarum, and it thunders and lightens
stir is this? what tumult's in the heavens?

What
Whence cometh

LA PUCELLE
thy hour is not yet come:

O'ertake me, if thou canst; I scorn thy strength.
Go, go, cheer up thy hungry-starved men;

French.'

France be only in

.

high-minded strumpet.
[Theyjight agaift

Plantagenet, I will; and like thee, Nero,
.Play on the lute, beholding the towns burn:

Wretched

I will chastise this

not be: retire into your trenches:
You all consented unto Salisbury's death,
For none would strike a stroke in his revenge.
It will

is enter'd into Orleans,
In spite of us or aught that we could do.

Pucelle

[9]

^

ACT

I, v,

3811,

TALBOT. Alarum;

Divinest creature, Astrzea's daughter,
How shall I honour thee for this success?
Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens

That one day bloom'd and

fruitful

were the next.

France, triumph in thy glorious prophetess!
Recover'd is the town of Orleans
More blessed hap did ne'er befall our state.
REIGNIER
Why ring not out the bells aloud throughout the
:

town?

Despairing of his own arm's fortitude.
witches and the help of hell!

To join with

BURGUNDY
Traitors have never other company.
But what's that Pucelle whom they term so pure?

TALBOT
they say.

BEDFORD
and be

A maid!

ALEN9ON
will

CHARLES

God

Pray

she prove not masculine ere long,

She carry armour

as she

Well,

God

practise and converse with spirits:
our fortress, in whose conquering name

let

is

them

Let us resolve to scale their
Ascend, brave Talbot;

let

us

banquet

festivals

The

other yet

Agreed:

I'll

may

will follow thee.

to

rise against their force.

BEDFORD
yond corner,

BURGUNDY

royally,
[Flourish.

we

Not all together: better far, I guess,
That we do make our entrance several ways;
That, if it chance the one of us do fail,

Before the kings and queens of France.
No longer on Saint Denis will we cry,
But Joan la Pucelle shall be France's saint.

and

bulwarks.

TALBOT

Her ashes, in an urn more precious
Than the rich-jewePd coffer of Darius,

in,

flinty

BEDFORD

A

After this golden day of victory.

French
hath begun.

If underneath the standard of the

TALBOT

Tis Joan, not we, by whom the day is won;
I will divide my crown with her,
And all the priests and friars in my realm
Shall in procession sing her endless praise.
statelier pyramis to her I'll rear
Than Rhodope's or Memphis' ever was:
In memory of her when she is dead.

For which

Transported shall be at high

so martial!

BURGUNDY

be replete with mirth and joy,
shall hear how we have play'd the men.
TJiYhen they

Gome

Thus are poor

TALBOT
Lord Regent, and redoubted Burgundy,
By whose approach the regions of Artois,
Wallon and Picardy are friends to us,
This happy night the Frenchmen are secure.
Having all day caroused and banqueted:
Embrace we then this opportunity,
As fitting best to quittance their deceit
Contrived by art and baleful sorcery.
BEDFORD
Coward of France! how much he wrongs his fame,

A maid,

Dauphin, command the citizens make bonfires
And feast and banquet in the open streets,
To celebrate the joy that God hath given us.

/

5-39

others sleep upon their quiet beds,
Constrain'd to watch in darkness, rain and cold.
Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD, BURGUNDY, and forces, with
a dead march
scaling-ladders, their drums beating

LA PUCELLE, CHARLES, REIGNIER,
ALENCON, and SOLDIERS
LA PUCELLE
Advance our waving colours on the walls;
Rescued is Orleans from the English:
Thus Joan la Pucelle hath perform'd her word.
CHARLES

France

j,

When

Enter, on the walls,

\

II,

servitors,

retreat; flourish

SCENE VI. The same

llll

ACT

I

FIRST SENTINEL
Sergeant, you shall. [Exit SERGEANT.]

O, would I were to die with Salisbury!
The shame hereof will make me hide my head.
[Exit

PART

KING HENRY VI

4

i,

And

Exeunt

I

to this.

TALBOT
And here will Talbot mount, or make his grave.
Now, Salisbury, for thee, and for the right

ACT
SCENE

I.

II

Henry,

Arm! arm!

the

shall this night appear
to both.

SENTINEL

Before Orleans

Enter a SERGEANT of a band, with two SENTINELS

SERGEANT
take your places and be vigilant:
If any noise or soldier you perceive
Near to the walls, by some apparent sign
Let us have knowledge at the court of guard.
Sirs,

Of English

How much in duty I am bound

enemy doth make

assault!

l

[Cry: St George,' <A Talbot'
The French leap over the walls in their shirts. Enter, several

ways, the

BASTARD of Orleans, ALENgoN, a
half ready, and half unready

How now, my lords!
[10]

ALENQON
what,

all

unready so?

ACT

II,

KING HENRY VI

40-79

i,

BASTARD

Unready!

ay,

and glad we 'scaped

so well.

PART

ACT

I

II,

i,

8o-ii, 45

For I have loaden me with many spoils,
Using no other weapon but his name.

[Exh

REIGNIER

'Twas time, I trow, to wake and leave our beds,
Hearing alarums at our chamber-doors.

SCENE

town

II. Orleans. Within the

ALENgON

Of all exploits since first I follow'd arms,
Ne'er heard I of a warlike enterprise
More venturous or desperate than this.

Enter TALBOT, BEDFORD,

BEDFORD

BASTARD
think this Talbot be a fiend of hell.
REIGNIER
If not of hell, the heavens, sure, favour him.
I

ALENgON
Here cometh Charles: I marvel how he sped.
BASTARD
Tut, holy Joan was his defensive guard.
Enter CHARLES and LA PUCELLE
CHARLES
Is this thy cunning, thou deceitful dame?
Didst thou at

Make

first,

to flatter us withal,

us partakers of a

little

That now our loss might be

gain,
ten times so

much?

LA PUCELLE
Wherefore

is Charles impatient with his friend?
times will you have my power alike?
Sleeping or waking must I still prevail,
Or will you blame and lay the fault on me?

At

all

Improvident soldiers! had your watch been good,
This sudden mischief never could have fall'n.

CHARLES
was your default,
That, being captain of the watch to-night,
Did look no better to that weighty charge.

Duke

of Alencon,

this

ALENgON

Had

your quarters been as safely kept
As that whereof I had the government,
We had not been thus shamefully surprised.
BASTARD
all

Mine was

secure.

REIGNIER
so was mine,

And

most part of all this night,
Within her quarter and mine own precinct
I was employ'd in passing to and fro,
for myself,

About

relieving of the sentinels:

Then how

or which

way should

they

no further of the case,
'tis sure they found some place
But weakly guarded, where the breach was made.
And now there rests no other shift but this;
To gather our soldiers, scatter'd and dispersed,
And lay new platforms to endamage them.
Alarum. Enter an ENGLISH SOLDIER, crying 'A Talbot!
their clothes

behind

SOLDIER
I'll

be so bold

to take

retreat,

and cease our hot

pursuit.

[Retreat sounded

TALBOT
Bring forth the body of old Salisbury,
And here advance it in the market-place,
The middle centre of this cursed town.
Now have I paid my vow unto his soul;
For every drop of blood was drawn from him
There hath at least five Frenchmen died to-night.
And that hereafter ages may behold
What ruin happen'd in revenge of him.
Within their chiefest temple I'll erect
A tomb, wherein his corpse shall be interr'd:
Upon the which, that every one may read,
Shall be engraved the sack of Orleans,
The treacherous manner of his mournful death
And what a terror he had been to France.
But, lords, in all our bloody massacre,
I muse we met not with the Dauphin's grace.
His new-come champion, virtuous Joan of Arc,
Nor any of his false confederates.

BEDFORD
Lord Talbot, when the fight began,
Roused on the sudden from their drowsy beds,
They did amongst the troops of armed men
Leap o'er the walls for refuge in the field.
BURGUNDY
'Tis thought,

Myself, as far as I could well discern
For smoke and dusky vapours of the night,
sure I scared the Dauphin and his trull,

When arm in arm they both came swiftly running,
Like to a pair of loving turtle-doves

That could not live asunder day or night.
After that things are set in order here,
We'll follow them with all the power we have.
Enter a MESSENGER

MESSENGER
All hail, my lords Which of this princely train
Call ye the warlike Talbot, for his acts
So much applauded through the realm of France?
!

Question, my lords,
How or which way:

what they have

The cry of Talbot serves me for a

Here sound

break in?

first

LA PUCELLE

a Talbot!' They fly, leaving

The day begins to break, and night is fled,
Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.

Am
my lord.

CHARLES

And,

BURGUNDY, a CAPTAIN, and

others

left.

sword;

TALBOT

Here

is

the Talbot:

who would speak

with him?

MESSENGER

The virtuous lady, Countess of Auvergne,
.With modesty admiring thy renown,
wouldst vouchsafe
*By me entreats, great lord, thou
To visit her poor castle where she lies,
That she may boast she hath beheld the man
Whose glory fills the world with loud report.

ACT

II,

44-iii,

ii,

When ladies crave to be encounter'd with.
You may not, my lord, despise her gentle suit.
TALBOT
trust

for

me, then;

I'll

sort

some other time

when a world of men

Stay,

TALBOT

Re-enter

whom?
COUNTESS

my

perceive

To me,

And for that cause

and mean accordingly.

The COUNTESS'S

Enter the COUNTESS and her

Porter,

remember what

I

castle.

PORTER

Ha, ha, ha!

bring the keys to me.

I will.

COUNTESS
Laughest thou, wretch? thy mirth shall turn

[Exit

TALBOT

The plot is

laugh to see your ladyship so fond
To think that you have aught but Talbot's shadow
Whereon to practise your severity.
COUNTESS
Why, art not thou the man?
I

I shall as

To give

ears,

TALBOT

their censure of these rare reports.

Enter MESSENGER and

I

TALBOT

Then have I substance too.

Madam,
According as your ladyship desired,
By message craved, so is Lord Talbot come.
COUNTESS
And he is welcome. What! is this the man?
MESSENGER
it is.

COUNTESS
Is this the

scourge of France?

Is this the Talbot, so much fear'd abroad
That with his name the mothers still their babes?
I see report is fabulous and false:
I

thought

I

am indeed.

COUNTESS

MESSENGER

Madam,

to

moan.

COUNTESS
laid: if all things fall out
right,
famous be by this exploit
As Scythian Tomyris by Cyrus' death.
Great is the rumour of this dreadful knight,
And his achievements of no less account:
Fain would mine eyes be witness with mine

blood-thirsty lord;
thee to my house.

TALBOT

gave in charge;

PORTER

Madam,

I train'd

Long time thy shadow hath been thrall to me,
For in my gallery thy picture hangs:
But now the substance shall endure the like,
And I will chain these legs and arms of thine,
That hast by tyranny these many years
Wasted our country, slain our citizens,
And sent our sons and husbands captivate.

[Exeunt

COUNTESS

And when you have done so,

with keys

TALBOT
Prisoner! to

CAPTAIN

III. Auvergne.

PORTER

belief,

COUNTESS
If thou be he, then art thou prisoner.

mind?

SCENE

goes.

for my lady craves
the cause of your abrupt departure,

Marry, for that she's in a wrong
I go to certify her Talbot's here.

I

lord,

him whither he

my Lord Talbot;

To know

me company?
BEDFORD
No, truly; it is more than manners will:
And I have heard it said, unbidden guests
Are often welcomest when they are gone.
TALBOT
Well then, alone, since there's no remedy,

my

ask

MESSENGER

Will not your honours bear

I do,

to visit you.

What means he now? Go

therefore tell her I return great thanks,
in submission will attend on her.

mean to prove this lady's courtesy.
Come hither, captain. [Whispers,] You

23-60

Iljjii,

COUNTESS

Gould not prevail with all their oratory,
Yet hath a woman's kindness over-ruled:

And
And

ACT

I

It cannot be this weak and writhled shrimp
Should strike such terror to his enemies.
TALBOT
Madam, I have been bold to trouble you;
But since your ladyship is not at leisure,

BURGUNDY
even so? Nay, then, I see our wars
Will turn unto a peaceful comic sport,
Is it

Ne'er

PART

KING HENRY VI

22

should have seen some

Hercules,
A second Hector, for his grim aspect.

And large proportion of his strong-knit limbs.
Alas, this is a child, a silly dwarf

TALBOT

am but shadow of myself:
You are deceived, my substance is not here;
No, no,

I

For what you see

but the smallest part
of humanity:
I tell you,
madam, were the whole frame here,
It is of such a
spacious lofty pitch.
Your roof were not sufficient to contain 't.
COUNTESS
This is a riddling merchant for the
nonce;
He will be here, and yet he is not here:
How can these contrarieties
is

And least proportion

agree?

TALBOT

That

will I

show you
[Winds

I

presently.
his horn.

Drum strike up; aped

of ordnance. Enter SOLDIERS

[12;

ICT II,

iii,

KING HENRY VI

6i-iv, 21

PART

ACT

I

low

say you, madam? are you now persuaded
That Talbot is but shadow of himself?
These are his substance, sinews, arms and
strength,
Vith which he yoketh your rebellious
necks,
lazeth your cities and subverts
towns
\.nd in

a

COUNTESS

Vnd more than may be gather d by thy shape.
3

my presumption not provoke thy wrath;
?br I am sorry that with reverence
-,et

did not entertain thee as thou

fair lady; nor misconstrue
Talbot, as you did mistake

dismay 'd,

I love

To

my

heart,

feast so great

I

my house.

all

colour

insinuating flattery
pluck this white rose with Plantagenet.

SUFFOLK
I

Q
M

red rose with young Somerset,
say withal I think he held the right.
this

pluck

And

and think me honoured

a warrior in

no colours, and without

Of base

But only, with your patience, that we may
Taste of your wine and see what cates you have;
For soldiers' stomachs always serve them well.
COUNTESS
all

PLANTAGENET

WARWICK

The mind of
The outward composition of his body.
What you have done hath not offended me;
Nbr other satisfaction do I crave,

With

is

SOMERSET
Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer,
But dare maintain the party of the truth,
Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.

art.

TALBOT
3e not

so well apparelTd,
So clear, so shining and so evident
That it will glimmer through a blind man's eye.
side it

Since you are tongue-tied and so loath to speak,
In dumb significants proclaim your thoughts:
Let him that is a true-born gentleman,
And stands upon the honour of his birth,
If he suppose that I have pleaded truth,
From off this brier pluck a white rose with me.

desolate.

/ictorious Talbot! pardon my abuse:
find thou art no less than fame hath bruited,

1

SOMERSET

And on my

your

moment makes them

II, iv, 212-64

VERNON
and gentlemen, and pluck no more,
Till you conclude that he, upon whose side
The fewest roses are cropp'd from the tree,

[Exeunt

Shall yield the other in the right opinion,

Good Master Vernon,

WARWICK;

RICHARD PLANTAGENET, VERNON, and another LAWYER
PLANTAGENET
Great lords and gentlemen, what means this silence?
Dare no man answer in a case of truth?
SUFFOLK
Within the Temple-hall we were too loud;
The garden here is more convenient.

my verdict on

the white rose side.

my

my

And keep me on

^

H

the side where

still

come

on:

us.

Unless

-

\

I

*

am.

<A

who else?
LAWYER

00

my study and my books be false,
held was wrong in you;
[To SOMERSET
pluck a white rose too.

The argument you
In sign whereof I

PLANTAGENET

Now,

Somerset, where

is your argument?
SOMERSET

Here

in my scabbard, meditating that
Shall dye your white rose in a bloody red.

PLANTAGENET
Meantime your cheeks do counterfeit our
For pale they look with
The truth on our side.

[13]

jw
*Y

my

SOMERSET
Well, well,

Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch;
Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth;
Between two blades, which bears the better temper:
Between two horses, which doth bear him best;
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye;
I have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgement*
But in these nice sharp quillets of the law,
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw.
PLANTAGENET
Tut, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance:
The truth appears so naked on my side
out.

^

VERNON
Then for the truth and plainness of the case,
I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here,
.

VERNON

WARWICK

it

t>^

I.

lord, for
opinion bleed,
hurt
Opinion shall be surgeon to

Faith, I have been a truant in the law,

find

it is well objected:
subscribe in silence.

PLANTAGENET

And

If I,

And never yet could frame my will to it;
And therefore frame the law unto my will.

That any purblind eye may

I

Prick not your finger as you pluck it off,
Lest bleeding you do paint the white rose red,
And fall on my side so, against your will.

SUFFOLK

my

have fewest,

SOMERSET

PLANTAGENET

Judge you,

If I

Giving

Then say at once if I maintain'd the truth;
Or else was wrangling Somerset in the error?

SOMERSET
lord of Warwick, then, between

^
^p

SOMERSET

SCENE IV. London. The Temple-garden
Enter the EARLS OF SOMERSET, SUFFOLK, and

Jfj

^

Stay, lords

fear, as witnessing

roses;

ACT

II, iv,

KING HENRY VI -PART

64-107

SOMERSET
No, Plantagenet,
'Tis not for fear but anger that thy cheeks
Blush for pure shame to counterfeit our roses,

And yet

thy tongue will not confess thy error.

PLANTAGENET

Hath not

thy rose a canker, Somerset?

ACT

I

As cognizance of my blood-drinking
Will I for ever and my faction wear,
Until

Or

it

wither with

me

to

n>8 \% 17

hate,

my grave,
my degree.

flourish to the height of

SUFFOLK

Go forward and be choked with thy ambition!
And so farewell until I meet thee next,
\Kxit
SOMERSET

SOMERSET

Hath not thy

II, iv,

rose a thorn, Plantagenet?

ambitious Richard.

Have with

thee, Pole. Farewell,

How I am

PLANTAGKNKT
braved and must perforce endure

PLANTAGENET

|/u//

Ay, sharp and piercing, to maintain his truth;
Whiles thy consuming canker eats his falsehood.
SOMERSET
Well, I'll find friends to wear my bleeding roses,
That shall maintain what I have said is true,
Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen.

PLANTAGENET
maiden blossom in my hand,
scorn thee and thy fashion, peevish boy.

Now, by
I

this

SUFFOLK

Turn not thy
Proud

scorns this way, Plantagenet.

I will,

Pole,

PLANTAGENET
and scorn both him and
SUFFOLK

I'll

turn

I

upon thy party wear

SOMERSET

Away, away, good William de la Pole!
We grace the yeoman by conversing with him.

WARWICK
thou wrong'st him, Somerset;
His grandfather was Lionel Duke of Clarence,
Third son to the third Edward King of England:
Spring crestless yeomen from so deep a root?
will,

A

thousand souls

to

PLANTAGENET
I am bound to you,
That you on my behalf would pluck a flower.
VERNON
In your behalf still will I wear the same,

LAWYER

And so will

I.

PLANTAGENET
Thanks, gentle

thus.

SOMERSET
By him that made me, I'll maintain rny words
On any plot of ground in Christendom.
Was not thy father, Richard Earl of Cambridge,
For treason executed in our late king's days?
And, by his treason, stand'st not thou attainted,
Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry?
His trespass yet lives guilty in thy blood;
And, till thou be restored, thou art a yeoman.

PLANTAGENET

My father was attached,
And

that

not attainted,
to die for treason, but no traitor;

I'll

prove on better

Were growing time once

men

than Somerset,

ripen' d to

my will.

For your partaker Pole and you yourself,
I'll note you'in
my book of memory,
To scourge you for this apprehension:
Look to it well and say you are well warn'd.
SOMERSET
Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still;
And know us by these colours for thy foes,
For these my friends in spite of thee shall wear.

And, by

my soul,

PLANTAGENET
and angry

this pale

and the while
death and deadly night.

Good Master Vernon,

PLANTAGENET

He bears him on the place's privilege,
Or durst not, for his craven heart, say

Condemn'd

this rose:

And here I prophesy: this brawl to-day.
Grown to this faction in the Temple-garden,
Shall send between the red rose

my part thereof into thy throat.

Now, by God's

This blot that they object against your house
Shall be wiped out in the next parliament
Call'd for the truce of Winchester and Gloucester;
And if thou be not then created York,
I will not live to be accounted Warwick.
Meantime, in signal of my love to thee,
Against proud Somerset and William Pole,
Will

thee.

it!

WARWICK

rose,

sir.

Come, let us four to dinner: I dare say
This quarrel will drink blood another day.

|

Exeunt

SCENE V. The Tower of London
Enter MORTIMER, brought

in

a chair ^ and GAOI.KRS

MORTIMER
weak decaying age,

Kind keepers of my
Let dying Mortimer here rest himself.
Even like a man new haled from the rack,
So fare my limbs with long imprisonment;
And these grey locks, the pursuivants of death,
Nestor-like aged in an age of care,
Argue the end of Edmund Mortimer.
These

eyes, like lamps whose wasting oil is spent,
dim, as drawing to their exigent;
Weak shoulders, overborne with burthening grief,
And pithless arms, like to a withered vine
That droops his sapless branches to the
ground:

Wax

Yet are these feet, whose strengthless
stay
Unable to support this lump of

is

clay,

Swift-winged with desire to get a grave,,
As witting I no other comfort have.
But tell me, keeper, will
come"*

my nephew

numb,

ACT

KING HENRY VI

18-65

II, v,

FIRST GAOLER
Richard Plantagenet, my lord, will come:
We sent unto the Temple, unto his chamber;
And answer was return'd that he will come.
MORTIMER
Enough: my soul shall then be satisfied.
Poor gentleman! his wrong doth equal mine.

Since Henry Monmouth first began to
reign,
Before whose glory I was great in arms,

This loathsome sequestration have I had;
even since then hath Richard been obscured,
Deprived of honour and inheritance.

And

But now the arbitrator of despairs,
Just death, kind umpire of men's miseries,
With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence:
I would his troubles likewise were
expired,
That so he might recover what was lost.
Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET
FIRST GAOLER
My lord, your loving nephew now is come.
MORTIMER
Richard Plantagenet, my friend, is he come?
PLANTAGENET
Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly used,
Your nephew, late despised Richard, comes.
MORTIMER
Direct mine arms I may embrace his neck,
And in his bosom spend my latter gasp:
O, tell me when my lips do touch his cheeks,
That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.
And now declare, sweet stem from York's great
stock,

Why didst them say of late thou wert despised?
PLANTAGENET
lean thine aged back against mine arm;
in that ease, I'll tell thee
disease.
This day, in argument upon a case.
First,

my

And,

Some words

there

grew

'twixt Somerset

and me;

Among which terms he used his lavish tongue
And did upbraid me with my father's death:
Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
Else with the like I

had requited him.

Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake,
In honour of a true Plantagenet
And for alliance sake, declare the cause
father, Earl of Cambridge, lost his head.

My

MORTIMER
cause, fair nephew, that imprison 'd me
And hath detain'd me all my flowering youth
Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,
Was cursed instrument of his decease.

That

Of Edward

MORTIMER

my fading breath permit,
approach not ere my tale be done.

death

the Fourth, grandfather to this king,

Deposed

The

his

nephew Richard, Edward's
and the lawful heir

first-begotten

son,

II, v,

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king, the third of that descent:

5

The

reason

moved

these warlike lords to this

Was, for that young King Richard thus removed,
Leaving no heir begotten of his body
I was the next by birth and parentage;
For by my mother I derived am

From

Lionel

Duke of Clarence,

To King Edward

the third son
the Third; whereas he

From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree,
Being but fourth of that heroic line.
But mark: as in this haughty great attempt
They laboured to plant the rightful heir,
I lost

my liberty and

they their

lives.

after this, when Henry the Fifth,
Succeeding his father Bolingbroke, did reign,

Long

Thy father, Earl of Cambridge, then derived
From famous Edmund Langley, Duke of York,
Marrying my sister that thy mother was,
Again in pity of my hard distress
Levied an army, weening to redeem
And have instalFd me in the diadem:
fell that noble earl
beheaded. Thus the Mortimers,
In whom the title rested, were suppress'd.

But, as the rest, so

And was

PLANTAGENET
your honour is the last.
MORTIMER
True; and thou seest that I no issue have,
And that my fainting words do warrant death:

Of which, my

lord,

Thou art my heir; the rest I wish thee gather:
But yet be wary in thy studious care.
PLANTAGENET
Thy grave admonishments prevail with me:
But yet, methinks, my father's execution
Was nothing less than bloody tyranny.
MORTIMER
With silence, nephew, be thou politic:
Strong-fixed

is

the house of Lancaster,

And like a mountain not to be removed.
But now thy uncle is removing hence;
As princes do their courts, when they are cloy'd
With long continuance in a settled place.
PLANTAGENET
O, uncle, would some part of my young years
Might but redeem the passage of your age
MORTIMER
Thou dost then wrong me, as that slaughterer doth
Which giveth many wounds when one will kill.
I

Only

not, except thou sorrow for
funeral:

give order for

my good;

my

And so farewell, and fair be all thy hopes,
And prosperous be thy life in peace and war!
PLANTAGENET

I will, if that

Henry

ACT

I

During whose reign the Percies of the north,
Finding his usurpation most unjust,
Endeavour d my advancement to the throne:

Mourn

PLANTAGENET
Discover more at large what cause that was,
For I am ignorant and cannot guess.

And

PART

And

peace, no war, befall thy parting soul!

In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage,
And like a hermit overpass'd thy days.
Well, I will lock his counsel in

my breast;

[Dies

ACT

II, v,

1

19

III,

j,

KING HENRY VI

33

And what I

do imagine let that rest.
Keepers, convey him hence, and I myself
Will see his burial better than his life.
[Exeunt GAOLERS, bearing out the body of MORTIMER
Here dies the dusky torch of Mortimer,
Choked with ambition of the meaner sort:

And for those wrongs,
Which Somerset hath
I

those bitter injuries,
my house,

More than

I

ACT

I

do?

except

I

III,

i,

34-

be provoked.

my good lords, it is not that offends;

No,

not that that hath incensed the duke:
because no one should sway but he;
one but he should be about the king;

It

is

It

is,

No
And that engenders thunder in his breast,
And makes him roar these accusations forth.
But he

offer'd to

doubt not but with honour

PART

shall

know

I

to redress;

am as good
GLOUCESTER

And therefore haste

As good!

I to the parliament.
Either to be restored to my blood,
Or make my ill the advantage of my good.

Thou

bastard of my grandfather!

WINCHESTER

[Exit

Ay, lordly sir; for what are you, I pray,
But one imperious in another's throne?

GLOUCESTER

ACT
SCENE

I.

Am I not protector, saucy priest?
III

WINCHESTER

And am

London. The Parliament-house

not

I

a prelate of the church?

GLOUCESTER
Flourish. Enter KING,

EXETER, GLOUCESTER, WARWICK,
SOMERSET, and SUFFOLK; the BISHOP OF WINCHESTER,
RICHARD PLANTAGENET, and Others. GLOUCESTER
offers to

put up a

WINCHESTER
WINCHESTER

bill;

snatches

it,

tears it

Thou
Touching thy

Roam

My lord, it

thither, then.

SOMERSET
were your duty to forbear.

WARWICK

commands my

patience,
Or thou shouldst find thou hast dishonour 'd me.
Think not, although in writing I preferr'd

Ay, see the bishop be not overborne.
SOMERSET
Methinks my lord should be religious,

The manner

And know

of thy vile outrageous crimes,

That therefore I have forged, or am not able
Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen:
prelate; such is thy audacious wickedness,
Thy lewd, pestiferous and dissentious pranks,
As very infants prattle of thy pride.

No,

Thou

art a

enemy to peace;
more than well beseems

A man of thy profession and degree;
And for thy treachery, what's more manifest?
In that thou laid'st a trap to take my life,
well at London-bridge as at the Tower.
Beside, I fear me, if thy thoughts were sifted,
The king, thy sovereign, is not quite exempt

As

From

envious malice of thy swelling heart.

WINCHESTER
Gloucester, I do defy thee. Lords, vouchsafe

To
If I

me

hearing what I shall reply.
were covetous, ambitious or perverse,

give

the office that belongs to such.

WARWICK
Methinks
It fitteth

should be humbler;
not a prelate so to plead.
his lordship

SOMERSET
Yes,

when

his

holy state

As he will have me, how

am I

so poor?

Or how haps it I seek not to advance
Or raise myself, but keep my wonted calling?
And for dissension, who preferreth peace

is

touch'd so near.

WARWICK

most pernicious usurer,

Fro ward by nature,
Lascivious, wanton,

life.

WARWICK

GLOUCESTER
place

thy

Rome shall remedy this.

3

this

art reverent

spiritual function, not

WINCHESTER

of Gloucester? If thou canst accuse,
Or aught intend st to lay unto my charge,
Do it without 'invention, suddenly;
As I with sudden and extemporal speech
Purpose to answer what thou canst object.

Humphrey

priest!

WINCHESTER
Unreverent Gloster!

GLOUCESTER

Gomest thou with deep premeditated lines,
With written pamphlets studiously devised,

Presumptuous

Yes, as an outlaw in a castle keeps
And useth it to patronage his theft.

State holy or unhallow'd, what of that?
Is not his grace protector to the king?

PLANTAGENET
must hold his tongue,
'Speak, sirrah, when you should;

[Aside] Plantagenet, I see,

Lest

it

be said

Must your bold
Else

would

I

verdict enter talk with lords?'
fling at Winchester.

have a

KING
Uncles of Gloucester and of Winchester,
The special watchmen of our English weal,
I

would

prevail, if prayers

might prevail,

To join your hearts in love and

amity.

O, what a scandal is it to our crown,
That two such noble peers as ye should jar!
Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell
Civil dissension

is

a viperous

worm

That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.

[16]

ACT

III,

i,

[A

What

KING HENRY VI

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'Down with

noise within,

the tawny-coats!'

tumult's this?

WARWICK

An

Begun

uproar, I dare warrant,
through malice of the bishop's men.
[A noise again, 'Stones! stones!'
Enter MAYOR

MAYOR

my good lords, and virtuous Henry,
Pity the city of London, pity us!
The bishop and the Duke of Gloucester's men,
O,

Forbidden

Have fill'd

And banding themselves in contrary parts
Do pelt so fast at one another's pate
That many have their giddy brains knock'd out:
Our windows are broke down in every street,
And we for fear compel!' d to shut our shops.
Enter SERVING-MEN, in skirmish, with bloody pates

KING

To

on allegiance

to ourself,

hold your slaughtering hands and keep the

peace.
Pray, uncle Gloucester, mitigate this
FIRST

Nay,

if

our

we be

strife.

SERVANT

forbidden stones, we'll

fall to it

with

teeth.

SECOND SERVANT

Do what ye dare, we are as resolute.

[Skirmish again

GLOUCESTER

You of my household, leave this peevish
And set this unaccustom'd fight aside.
THIRD SERVANT
My lord, we know your grace to be a
for your royal
Just and upright; and,
Inferior to none but to his majesty:

broil

man

WINCHESTER

He shall submit,

Behold, my Lord of Winchester, the duke
Hath banish'd moody discontented fury,
As by his smoothed brows it doth appear:

and tragical?
GLOUCESTER

Why look you still so stern

Fie, uncle Beaufort! I

That malice was a great and grievous sin;
And will not you maintain the thing you teach,
But prove a chief offender in the same?

WARWICK

Sweet king! the bishop hath a kindly gird.
For shame, my lord of Winchester, relent!
What, shall a child instruct you what to do?
WINCHESTER
Well,

Duke

Love

for thy love

of Gloucester, I will yield to thee;

and hand for hand I give.
GLOUCESTER
I fear me, with a hollow heart.
[Aside] Ay, but,
See here, my friends and loving countrymen;

So help

me God,

friendship, as

I'll

O, how

this

KING
discord doth afflict

my soul!

Can you, my Lord of Winchester, behold
once relent?
My sighs and tears andifwill not
Who should be pitiful, you be not?

Or who
If holy

should study to prefer a peace,

churchmen take

delight in broils?

WARWICK
Yield,

my lord

protector; yield, Winchester;
obstinate repulse

Except you mean with

your lords have done.

FIRST SERVANT
to the surgeon's.

SECOND SERVANT

And so

GLOUCESTER

And if you love me, as you say you do,
Let me persuade you to forbear awhile.

not!

it

How joyful am I made by this contract!
my masters! trouble us no more;

[Begin again

Stay, stay, I say!

as I intend

O loving uncle, kind Duke of Gloucester,

Content:

nails

are dead.

me God,

KING

But join in

foes.

as I dissemble not!

WINCHESTER
So help

And have our bodies

when we

thee my hand.
KING
have heard you preach

I offer

Here, Winchester,

Away,

Shall pitch a field

or I will never yield.

GLOUCESTER
Compassion on the king commands me stoop;
Or I would see his heart out, ere the priest
Should ever get that privilege of me.

We and our wives and children all will fight,
Ay, and the very parings of our

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Hath been enacted through your enmity;
Then be at peace, except ye thirst for blood.

[Aside]

To be disgraced by an inkhorn mate,
by thy

i,

To slay your sovereign and destroy the realm.
You see what mischief and what murder too

birth,

that we will suffer such a prince,
kind a father of the commonweal,

slaughter'd
FIRST SERVANT

III,

This token serveth for a flag of truce
Betwixt ourselves and all our followers:

And ere
So

ACT

I

WARWICK

late to carry any weapon,
their pockets full of pebble stones,

We charge you,

PART

will I.

THIRD SERVANT

And

I will see

what physic the tavern

affords.

[Exeunt SERVING-MEN,

MAYOR, &c.

WARWICK
most gracious sovereign,
the right of Richard Plantagenet
do exhibit to your majesty.

Accept

this scroll,

Which in

We

GLOUCESTER
Well urged, my Lord of Warwick: for, sweet prince,
An if your grace mark every circumstance,
You have great reason to do Richard right;
Especially for those occasions
I told your majesty.

At Eltham place
17]

KING HENRY VI

ACT

III,

And

those occasions, uncle, were of force:

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i,

PART

ACT

I

SCENE
Therefore,

our pleasure
restored to his blood.

my loving lords,

That Richard be

Enter

is

LA PUCELLE

That come

KING

to

Therefore we'll knock.
[Within]

Quiestla?

LA PUCELLE
Paysans, pauvres gens de France;

Poor market

Now, Rouen,

Here enter 'd

Where

all but

EXETER

love,

break out into a flame:
As fester'd members rot but by degree,
Till bones and flesh and sinews fall away,
So will this base and envious discord breed.
will at last

named the Fifth
mouth of every sucking babe;
That Henry born at Monmouth should win all
And Henry born at Windsor lose all:
Which is so plain, that Exeter doth wish
in the time of Henry

may

and

she specify
passage in''

safest

thrusting out a torch from yonder tower;
Which, once discern'd, shows that her meaning is,
No way to that, for weakness, which she enter'd.
Enter LA PUCELLE on the top, thrusting out a torch burning

finish ere that hapless time.

Behold, this is the happy wedding torch
That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen,
fatal to the Talbotites!

[Exit

REIGNIER
Defer no time, delays have dangerous ends;
Enter, and cry 'The Dauphin!' presently,
And then do execution on the watch.

prophecy

in the

days

how will

BASTARD
See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend;
The burning torch in yonder turret stands.
CHARLES
Now shine it like a comet of revenge,
A prophet to the fall of all our foes!

This late dissension grown betwixt the peers

J-Iis

there,

the best

But burning

in France,

likely to ensue.

Burns under feigned ashes of forged

Which

happy stratagem!
in Rouen.
BASTARD
Pucelle and her practisants;

LA PUCELLE

Exeunt

EXETER
England or

I fear that fatal

ALENCON,

By

GLOUCESTER

Was

is

ships already are in readiness.

And now

Orleans,

REIGNIER

KING

And

BASTARD of

once again we'll sleep secure

Now she is

the word, King Henry goes;
For friendly counsel cuts off many foes.

Not seeing what is

the

Saint Denis bless this

And

When Gloucester says

in

shake thy bulwarks to the ground.

CHARLES
of York!

GLOUCESTER
your majesty
and to be crown'd in France:

may march

rung.

REIGNIER, and FORCES

disanimates his enemies.

Ay, we

is

[Exeunt

best avail

[Sennet. Flourish.

I'll

Enter CHARLES,

The presence of a king engenders love
Amongst his subjects and his loyal friends,

Your

to sell their corn.

LA PUCELLE

SOMERSET

it

come

Enter, go in; the market bell

That grudge one thought against your majesty!
ALL
Welcome, high prince, the mighty Duke of York!

As

folks that

WATCH

And so thrive Richard as thy foes may fall!
And as my duty springs, so perish they

cross the seas

[Knocks

WATCH

PLANTAGENET

To

for their corn.

I

Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city,
And we be lords and rulers over Rouen;

KING
Stoop then and set your knee against my foot;
And, in reguerdon of that duty done,
I gird thee with the valiant sword of York:
Rise, Richard, like a true Plantagenet,
And rise created princely Duke of York.

it

money

gather

have entrance, as

FIRST SOLDIER

PLANTAGENET

Thy humble servant vows obedience
And humble service till the point of death.

will

four SOLDIERS with

hope we shall,
And that we find the slothful watch but weak,
I'll by a sign give notice to our friends,
That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them.
If we

If Richard will be true, not that alone
But all the whole inheritance I give
That doth belong unto the house of York,
From whence you spring by lineal descent.

Now

Rouen

:

will the rest, so willeth Winchester.

Duke

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LA PUCELLE
These are the city gates, the gates of Rouen,
Through which our policy must make a breach
Take heed, be wary how you place your words;
Talk like the vulgar sort of market men

WARWICK

[Aside] Perish, base prince, ignoble

disguised, with

ii,

sacks upon their backs

Let Richard be restored to his blood;
So shall his father's wrongs be recompensed.
WINCHESTER

As

II. France. Before

III,

An

[Exit

TALBOT
TALBOT

alarum. Enter

in

[Alarum. Exeunt
an excursion

France, thou shalt rue this treason with thy tears.

[is;

ACT

III,

ii,

KING HENRY VI

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If Talbot but survive thy
treachery.
Pucelle, that witch, that damned sorceress,

Hath wrought this hellish mischief unawares,
That hardly we escaped the pride of France.

An

[Exit

alarum: excursions. BEDFORD, brought in sick in a
Enter TALBOT and BURGUNDY without: within LA

PUCELLE, CHARLES, BASTARD, ALENCjON, and REI-

I trust ere

And make

TALBOT

We will bestow you in some better place,

BURGUNDY
and shameless courtezan!

Fitter for sickness

and for crazy
BEDFORD

starve perhaps before that time.

BEDFORD
no words, but deeds, revenge this treason!
LA PUCELLE
What will you do, good grey-beard? break a lance,
And run a tilt at death within a chair?
TALBOT
Foul fiend of France, and hag of all despite,
Encompass'd with thy lustful paramours!
Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age,

Courageous Bedford,

spirit in a
it so: heavens

LA PUCELLE

An

[Exeunt all but BEDFORD and ATTENDANTS
alarum: excursions. Enter SIR JOHN FASTOLFE and a

together in council

CAPTAIN
CAPTAIN

God speed the parliament! who shall be the speaker?

Whither away, Sir John

in the field?

Fastolfe, in such haste?

FASTOLFE

Whither away!

to save myself by flight:
have the overthrow again.
CAPTAIN
What! Will you fly, and leave Lord Talbot?
FASTOLFE

Belike your lordship takes us then for fools,
To try if that our own be ours or no.

We are like to

TALBOT
speak not to that railing Hecate,
But unto thee, Alengon, and the rest;
Will ye, like soldiers, come and fight it out?
I

.

All the Talbots in the world, to save

ALENgON

Ay>

my life.

[Exit

CAPTAIN

Signior, no.

Cowardly knight!

TALBOT

fortune follow thee!

ill

[Exit

LA PUCELLE, ALENQON, and
CHARLES-^
BEDFORD

Retreat: excursions.

Signior, hang! base muleters of France!
Like peasant foot-boys do they keep the walls,
And dare not take up arms like gentlemen.

Now,

LA PUCELLE
get us from the walls;
For Talbot means no goodness by his looks.
God be wi' you, my lord! we came but to tell you
That we are here.
[Exeunt from the walls
TALBOT
And there will we be too, ere it be long,
Or else reproach be Talbot's greatest fame!
Vow, Burgundy, by honour of thy house,
captains!

dying breast!

Then be
keep old Bedford safe!
And now no more ado, brave Burgundy,
But gather we our forces out of hand
And set upon our boasting enemy.

so hot, sir? yet, Pucelle, hold thy peace;
If Talbot do but thunder, rain will follow.

Away,

you.

TALBOT

Undaunted

Are ye

TALBOT
and meet us
LA PUCELLE

now persuade

Methinks I should revive the soldiers' hearts,
Because I ever found them as myself.

man half dead?
have a bout with you again,
Damsel,
Or else let Talbot perish with this shame.

forth

us

Not to be gone from hence; for once I read
That stout Pendragon in his litter sick
Came to the field and vanquished his foes:

I'll

Dare ye come

let

BEDFORD

twit with cowardice a

[The English whisper

age.

Lord Talbot, do not so dishonour me:
Here will I sit before the walls of Rouen
And will be partner of your weal or woe.
BURGUNDY

let

And

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But, ere we go, regard this dying prince,
The valiant Duke of Bedford. Come, my lord,

CHARLES

O,

ii,

My vows are equal partners with thy vows.

long to choke thee with thine own,
thee curse the harvest of that corn.

Your grace may

III,

BURGUNDY

the walls

LA PUCELLE
Good morrow, gallants! want ye corn for bread?
I think the Duke of
Burgundy will fast
Before he'll buy again at such a rate:
'Twas full of darnel; do you like the taste?
Scoff on, vile fiend

ACT

I

Prick'd on by public wrongs sustain'd in France,
Either to get the town again or die:
And I, as sure as English Henry lives,
And as his father here was conqueror,
As sure as in this late-betrayed town
Great Coeur-de-lion's heart was buried,
So sure I swear to get the town or die.

chair.

GNIER, on

PART

For

let's

*[

I

quiet soul, depart when heaven please,
have seen our enemies' overthrow.

What is the trust or strength of foolish man?
They that of late were daring with their scoffs
Are glad and fain by flight to save themselves.
[BEDFORD dies, and is carried in by two in his chair
An alarum. Re-enter TALBOT, BURGUNDY, and the rest
TALBOT
Lost, and recover 'd in a day again!
3

ACT

III,

ii,

KING HENRY VI

ii6-iii, 21

BURGUNDY
Warlike and martial Talbot, Burgundy

Now

is

Pucelle

now?

asleep:

where's the Bastard's braves, and Charles his

gleeks?

What, all amort? Rouen hangs her head for
That such a valiant company are fled.
Now will we take some order in the town,
Placing therein some expert officers,

And

grief

his nobles

lie.

BURGUNDY

What

wills

Lord Talbot pleaseth Burgundy.
TALBOT

But yet, before we

go, let's not forget
of Bedford late deceased,
But see his exequies fulfuTd in Rouen:
braver soldier never couched lance,
gentler heart did never sway in court;

The

noble

off

CHARLES

Duke

A parley with the Duke of Burgundy!

A
A

But kings and mightiest potentates must
For that's the end of human misery.

[Drum sounds afar
Hark! by the sound of drum you may perceive
Their powers are marching unto Paris-ward.

Here sound an English march. Enter, and pass over at a
distance, TALBOT and his FORCES
There goes the Talbot, with his colours spread,
And all the troops of English after him.
French march. Enter the DUKE OF BURGUNDY and FORGES
Now in the rearward comes the duke and his:
Fortune in favour makes him lag behind.
Summon a parley; we will talk with him.
[Trumpets sound a parley

then depart to Paris to the king,

For there young Henry with

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ALENQON

TALBOT
is

III, in,

For ever should they be expulsed from France,
And not have title of an earldom here.
LA PUGELLE
Your honours shall perceive how I will work
To bring this matter to the wished end.

Enshrines thee in his heart and there erects
Thy noble deeds as valour's monuments.

I think her old familiar

ACT

I

France were no place for Henry's warriors;
Nor should that nation boast it so with us,
But be extirped from our provinces.

This is a double honour, Burgundy:
Yet heavens have glory for this victory!

Thanks, gentle duke. But where

PART

BURGUNDY

Who

craves a parley with the Burgundy?

LA PUCELLE

die,

[Exeunt

The

princely Charles of France, thy countryman.

BURGUNDY
What say'stthou, Charles? for I am marching hence,
SCENE

III.

CHARLES

The plains near Rouen

Speak, Pucelle, and enchant
Enter CHARLES,

the

BASTARD of Orleans, ALENgoN, LA

PUCELLE, and FORCES

LA PUCELLE

Dismay not, princes, at
Nor grieve that Rouen

BURGUNDY

this accident,
is

so recovered:

Care is no cure, but rather corrosive,
For things that are not to be remedied.
Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while
And like a peacock sweep along his tail;
We'll pull his plumes and take away his train,
If Dauphin and the rest will be but ruled.
CHARLES
We have been guided by thee hitherto,
And of thy cunning had no diffidence:
One sudden foil shall never breed distrust.
BASTARD
Search out thy wit for secret policies,
And we will make thee famous through the world.

Speak on; but be not over-tedious.
LA PUCELLE
Look on thy country, look on fertile France,
And see the cities and the towns defaced

By wasting

LA PUCELLE

Then thus it must be; this doth Joan devise:
By fair persuasions mix'd with sugar'd words
We will entice the Duke of Burgundy
To leave the Talbot and to follow us.
CHARLES
Ay, marry, sweeting,

if

we

could do that,

ruin of the cruel foe.

As looks the mother on her lowly babe

When death doth close his tender dying eyes,
See, see the pining malady of France;
Behold the wounds, the most unnatural wounds,
Which thou thyself hast given her woful breast.
O, turn thy edged sword another way;
Strike those that hurt, and hurt not those that help.
One drop of blood drawn from thy country's bosom
Should grieve thee more than streams of foreign

ALENCON
We'll set thy statue in some holy place,
And have thee reverenced like a blessed saint:
Employ thee then, sweet virgin, for our good.

him with thy words.

LA PUGELLE
Brave Burgundy, undoubted hope of France!
Stay, let thy humble handmaid speak to thee.

gore:

Return thee therefore with a flood of tears,

And wash away thy country's stained spots.
BURGUNDY
Either she hath bewitch'd me with her words,
Or nature makes me suddenly relent.
Besides, all

LA PUCELLE
French and France exclaims on thee,

Doubting thy birth and lawful progeny.
Who join'st thou with but with a lordly nation
That will not trust thee but for profit's sake?

[so]'

i

ACT

III,

iii,

64

iv,

KING HENRY VI

14

When Talbot hath set footing once in France
And fashion'd thee that instrument of ill,
Who then but English Henry will be lord,
And thou be thrust out like a fugitive?
we

And in

haughty words of hers

again

Done

like

Exeunt

no longer trust thee.
LA PUCELLE
a Frenchman: turn, and turn
I'll

!

BASSET
as well as

you dare patronage

Yes,

sir;

The

envious barking of your saucy tongue
my lord the Duke of Somerset.

Against

VERNON
Sirrah, thy lord I

fresh.

BASTARD
doth beget new courage in our breasts.

Why, what is

honour as he

VERNON

Pucelle hath bravely play'd her part in
And doth deserve a coronet of gold.

seek

Hark ye; not so:

this,

SCENE IV.

prejudice the foe.

Paris.

Villain, thou know'st the

[Exeunt

Ascribes the glory of his conquest got
First to my God and next unto your grace. [Kneels
Is this the

Lord Talbot, uncle
so long

Gloucester,

been resident in France?

is

such

'tis

present death,
Or else this blow should broach thy dearest blood.
But I'll unto his majesty, and crave
I may have liberty to venge this wrong;
When thou shalt see I'll meet thee to thy cost.

Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, BISHOP OF WINCHESTER,
YORK, SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK, EXETER: VERNON, BASSET, and others. To them with his SOLDIERS,
TALBOT
TALBOT
My gracious prince, and honourable peers,
Hearing of your arrival in this realm,
I have awhile given truce unto my wars,
To do my duty to my sovereign:
In sign whereof, this arm, that hath reclaim'd
To your obedience fifty fortresses,
Twelve cities and seven walled towns of strength.
Beside five hundred prisoners of esteem,
Lets fall his sword before your highness' feet,
And with submissive loyalty of heart

That hath

law of arms

That whoso draws a sword,

The palace

KING

in witness, take ye that. [Strikes him

BASSET

CHARLES
lords, and join our powers,

how we may

is.

BASSET
he? as good a man as York.

ALENQON

And

thou

spakest?

Welcome, brave duke! thy friendship makes us

Now let us on, my

VERNON and BASSET

sir, to you, that were so hot at sea.
Disgracing of these colours that I wear
In honour of my noble Lord of York:
Darest thou maintain the former words

CHARLES

And

all but

Now,

My forces and my power of men are yours:
[Aside]

my liege.

VERNON

Forgive me, country, and sweet countrymen,
And, lords,. accept this hearty kind embrace:
farewell, Talbot;

4

our coronation take your place.

[Sennet. Flourish.

Have batter'd me like roaring cannon-shot,
And made me almost yield upon my knees.

So

i,

Welcome, brave captain and victorious lord!
When I was young, as yet I am not old,
1 do remember how my father said
A stouter champion never handled sword.
Long since we were resolved of your truth,
Your faithful service and your toil in war;
Yet never have you tasted our reward,
Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks,
Because till now we never saw your face:
Therefore, stand up; and, for these good deserts,
We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury;

BURGUNDY
these

IV,

KING

to

am vanquished;

III, iv, 15

GLOUCESTER

Charles and the rest will take thee in their arms.
I

ACT

1

Yes, if it please your majesty,

mind, and mark but this for proof,
Was not the Duke of Orleans thy foe?
And was he not in England prisoner?
But when they heard he was thine enemy,
They set him free without his ransom paid,
In spite of Burgundy and all his friends.
See, then, thou fight'st against thy countrymen
And join'st with them will be thy slaughter-men.
Gome, come, return; return, thou wandering lord;
Call

PART-

Well, miscreant,

And,

after,

I'll

be there as soon as you;

meet you sooner than you would.
[Exeunt

ACT IV
SCENE

I.

Paris.

A hall of state

Enter the KING, GLOUCESTER, BISHOP OF WINCHESTER,

YORK, SUFFOLK, SOMERSET, WARWICK, TALBOT,
EXETER, the GOVERNOR OF PARIS, and others
GLOUCESTER
Lord bishop, set the crown upon his head.
WINCHESTER

God save King Henry,

of that

name

the sixth!

GLOUCESTER
Now, governor of Paris, take your oath,
That you elect no other king but him;

[21]

ACT

IV,

KING HENRY VI

5-52

i,

Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,
And none your foes but such as shall pretend

'I have, upon especial cause,
with compassion of my country's wreck,
Together with the pitiful complaints
Of such as your oppression feeds upon,
Forsaken your pernicious faction,
And join'd with Charles, the rightful King of France.*

monstrous treachery! can this be so,
That in alliance, amity and oaths,
There should be found such false dissembling

What! doth
it

He doth, my lord,

I have done, because unworthily
wast installed in that high degree.

Pardon me, princely Henry, and the rest:
This dastard, at the battle of Patay,
When but in all I was six thousand strong
And that the French were almost ten to one,
Before we met or that a stroke was given,
Like to a trusty squire did run away:
In which assault we lost twelve hundred men;

Is that the

KING

And what offence it is

a captain and a leader.

I go,

Grant

but, plain

and

bluntly,

king!'

Hath he

forgot he

is

his sovereign?

[Exit

the combat, gracious sovereign.

BASSET
lord, grant

me

the

combat

too.

YORK
This

is

And

this

hear him, noble prince.
SOMERSET
mine: sweet Henry, favour him.
KING

my servant:
is

and give them leave to speak.
what makes you thus exclaim?
And wherefore crave you combat? or with whom?
Be

patient, lords;

Say, gentlemen,

VERNON

.

With him,

[Exit FASTOLFE
protector, view the letter

style?

No more

me

And me, my

And

I

First let
his

my lord;

he hath done
BASSET

for

me

wrong.

me wrong.
KING
that wrong whereof you both complain?
me know, and then I'll answer you.

with him; for he hath done

What is

Sent from our uncle
his

still

VERNON

Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear'st thy doom!
therefore, thou that wast a knight:
Henceforth we banish thee, on pain of death.

'To the

lord, in heart desiring

confusion of your foes.
Enter VERNON and BASSET

Be packing,

What means

my

You may behold

if I

Duke of Burgundy.
GLOUCESTER
grace, that he hath changed

to flout his friends.

TALBOT

not furnish'd in this sort
the sacred name of knight,

And now, my lord

abuse.
are you not content?

Then gather strength, and march unto him straight:
Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason,

this

should,

my lord,

all,

TALBOT

most honourable order,
were worthy to be judge,
Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain
That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.
KING
Profaning

And

and

Content, my liege! yes, but that I am prevented,
1 should have begg'd I might have been ernploy'd.

TALBOT
When first this order was ordain'd, my lords,
Knights of the garter were of noble birth,
Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,
Such as were grown to credit by the wars;
Not fearing death, nor shrinking for distress,
But always resolute in most extremes.
is

the worst,

How say you, my lord?

GLOUCESTER

that

is

And give him chastisement for this

To say the truth, this fact was infamous
And ill beseeming any common man,

He then

this

foe.

KING
letter doth contain?

he writes.
KING
Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him,

Or whether that such cowards ought to wear
This ornament of knighthood, yea or no.

Doth but usurp

worst

revolt?

GLOUCESTER
and is become your

GLOUCESTER
It

Myself and divers gentlemen beside
Were there surprised and taken prisoners.
Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss;

Much more a knight,

my uncle Burgundy

off

Which

Thou

guile?

KING

next,

[Plucking

53-94

[Reads]

your grace from the Duke of Burgundy.

TALBOT
Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!
I vow'd, base knight, when I did meet thee
To tear the garter from thy craven's leg,

i,

Moved

A letter was deliver'd to my hands,
to

ACT IV,

I

Or doth this churlish superscription
Pretend some alteration in good will?
What's here?

Malicious practices against his state:
This shall ye do, so help you righteous God!
Enter SIR JOHN FASTOLFE
FASTOLFE
My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Calais,
To haste unto your coronation,

Writ

PART

BASSET
Crossing the sea from England into France,
This fellow here, with envious carping tongue,

Upbraided me about the rose I wear;
Saying, the sanguine colour of the leaves
Did represent my master's blushing cheeks,

[22;

ACT IV,

KING HENRY VI

95-142

i,

When stubbornly he did repugn

PART

To wilful

the truth

ACT IV,

I

disobedience,-

and

i,

143-193

rebel!

About a certain question in the law
Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him;
With other vile and ignominious terms:

Beside,

In confutation of which rude reproach,

For though he seem with forged quaint conceit

King Henry's peers and chief nobility
Destroy 'd themselves, and lost the realm of France!
O, think upon the conquest of my father,
My tender years, and let us not forgo
That for a trifle that was bought with blood
Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife.

To

I

will there arise,
When foreign princes shall be certified
That for a toy, a thing of no regard,

And in defence of my lord's worthiness,
I

crave the benefit of law of arms.

VERNON

And

that

set

is

my petition,

a gloss upon

noble lord

!

:

bold intent,

his

YORK
left?

SOMERSET
out,

KING
Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men,
When for so slight and frivolous a cause
Such factious emulations shall arise!
Good cousins both, of York and Somerset,
Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace.

Good

YORK
Let

be

this dissension first

tried

by

fight,

command a peace.
SOMERSET
The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;
Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.

And

then your highness shall

is

my pledge;

accept

it,

if I

wear

this rose,

Because, forsooth, the king of Scots is crown'd.
But your discretions better can persuade
Than I am able to instruct or teach:
And therefore, as we hither came in peace,
So let us still continue peace and love.
Cousin of York, we institute your grace
To be our regent in these parts of France:
And, good my Lord of Somerset, unite
Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;
And, like true subjects, sons of your progenitors,

Go cheerfully together and digest
Your angry choler on your enemies.
Ourself, my lord protector and the rest
After some respite will return to Calais;
From thence to England; where I hope
To be presented, by your victories,
With Charles, Alencon and that

YORK
There

no reason,

That any one should therefore be suspicious
I more incline to Somerset than York:
Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both:
As well they may upbraid me with my crown,

5

Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will
Though ne'er so cunningly you smother it.

see

[Putting on a red rose

Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him;
And he first took exceptions at this badge,
Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower
Bewray d the faintness of my master's heart.
Will not this malice, Somerset, be

what infamy

Somerset.

[Flourish.

Exeunt

let it rest

where

it

began

at

YORK, WARWICK,
EXETER and VERNON

WARWICK

first.

My Lord of York,

BASSET

Confirm

it so,

Confirm

it

And perish
this

Prettily,

YORK

with your audacious prate!
you not ashamed
immodest clamorous outrage
vassals, are

To trouble and disturb the king and us?
And you, my lords, methinks you do not well
To bear with their perverse objections;
Much less to take occasion from their mouths
To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves:
Let me persuade you take a better course.
It grieves his highness:

EXETER
good my

lords,

be

friends.

KING

you that would be combatants:
Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favour,
Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause.
And you, my lords, remember where we are;

Come

hither,

wavering nation:
If they perceive dissension in our looks
And that within ourselves we disagree,
How will their grudging stomachs be provoked

In France, amongst a

fickle

promise you, the king
methought, did play the orator.
I

And so he did;

ye,

Presumptuous

With

mine honourable lord.
GLOUCESTER
Confounded be your strife!

so!

traitorous rout.

all but

VERNON
Nay,

ere long

but yet I like it not,
In that he wears the badge of Somerset.

WARWICK
Tush, that was but his fancy, blame him not;
I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm.

YORK

An if I wist he did,
Other

affairs

but let it rest;
must now be managed.
[Exeunt all but

EXETER

EXETER
to suppress thy voice;
For, had the passions of thy heart burst out,
I fear we should have seen decipher^ there
More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils,
Than yet can be imagined or supposed.
But howsoe'er, no simple man that sees

Well didst thou, Richard,

This jarring discord of nobility,
This shouldering of each other in the court,
This factious bandying of their favourites,

But that
'Tis

[23]

it

doth presage some

much when sceptres

ill

event.

are in children's hands;

ACT IV,

i,

194-41,

KING HENRY VI

47

But more when envy breeds.unkind division;
There comes the ruin, there begins confusion.
SCENE

TALBOT

Go to the gates of Bourdeaux, trumpeter;
Summon their general unto the wall.

Who in a moment even with

this

dangerous

Enter a MESSENGER that meets YORK. Enter
trumpet and

and give it out
Bourdeaux with his power,
To fight with Talbot: as he march'd along,
By your espials were discovered

That he

Two

GENERAL

my lord,

return'd,

is

march'd

to

mightier troops than that the Dauphin led,
join'd with him and made their march for

Which

Bourdeaux.

YORK

On us thou canst not enter but by death;

A plague upon that villain Somerset,

For, I protest, we are well fortified
And strong enough to issue out and fight:

That thus delays

If thou retire, the Dauphin, well appointed,
Stands with the snares of war to tangle thee:
On either hand thee there are squadrons pitch'd,
To wall thee from the liberty of flight;
And no way canst thou turn thee for redress,
But death doth front thee with apparent spoil,
And pale destruction meets thee in the face.
Ten thousand French have ta'en the sacrament

Renowned Talbot doth

Of horsemen,
And
And
God

WILLIAM LUCY
WILLIAM LUCY
Thou princely leader of our English strength,
Never so needful on the earth of France,
Spur to the rescue of the noble Talbot,
Who now is girdled with a waist of iron,
And hemm'd about with grim destruction:
To Bourdeaux, warlike duke! to Bourdeaux, York!
SIR

Else, farewell Talbot, France,

now begins to run,

YORK

Finish the process of his sandy hour,
eyes, that see thee now well coloured,
Shall see thee wither'd, bloody, pale and dead.

O God, that Somerset, who in proud heart
Doth

[Drum afar off
Hark! hark! the Dauphin's drum, a warning bell,
Sings heavy music to thy timorous soul;
And mine shall ring thy dire departure out.
[Exeunt GENERAL, &c.
TALBOT
He fables not; I hear the enemy:
Out, some light horsemen, and peruse their wings.

Mazed with a yelping kennel of French curs!

and England's hon

our.

These

How

expect my aid,
am lowted by a traitor villain,

Enter SIR

Talbot.
Lo, there thou stand'st, a breathing valiant man,
Of an invincible unconquer'd spirit!
This is the latest glory of thy praise
That I, thy enemy, due thee withal;

A

I

my promised supply

that were levied for this siege!

cannot help the noble chevalier:
comfort him in this necessity!
If he miscarry, farewell wars in France.

To rive their dangerous artillery
Upon no Christian soul but English

heedless discipline!
are we park'd and bounded in a pale,
little herd of England's timorous deer,

with

MESSENGER

They are

fire;

the earth

O, negligent and

YORK

many SOLDIERS

YORK

Thou ominous and fearful owl of death,
Our nation's terror and their bloody scourge!
The period of thy tyranny approacheth.

glass, that

[Exeunt

Are not the speedy scouts return'd again,
That dogg'd the mighty army of the Dauphin?

Shall lay your stately and air-braving towers,
If you forsake the offer of their love.

For ere the

fight!

III. Plains in Gascony

the fury of my three attendants,

and climbing

34

rascal-like, to fall

SCENE

Be humble to us; call my sovereign yours,
And do him homage as obedient subjects;
And I'll withdraw me and my bloody power:
But, if you frown upon this proffer 'd peace,
steel,

48-iii,

be English deer, be then in blood;
down' with a pinch,
But rather, moody-mad and desperate stags,
Turn on the bloody hounds with heads of steel
And make the cowards stand aloof at bay:

Not

Prosper our colours in

Trumpet sounds. Enter GENERAL and others, aloft
English John Talbot, captains, calls you forth,
Servant in arms to Harry King of England;
And thus he would: Open your city-gates;

Lean famine, quartering

ii,

Sell every man his life as dear as mine,
And they shall find dear deer of us, my friends.
God and Saint George, Talbot and England's right,

Enter TALBOT, with trump and drum

You tempt

ACT IV,

I

If we

[Exit

Bourdeaux

II. Before

PART

stop my cornets, were in Talbot's place!
So should we save a valiant gentleman
By forfeiting a traitor and a coward.
Mad ire and wrathful fury makes me weep,

That thus we

die,

while remiss traitors sleep.

WILLIAM LUCY
Oj send some succour to the distress'd
SIR

lord!

YORK

He dies, we lose;

We mourn,

I break my warlike word;
France smiles; we lose, they daily get;

All 'long of this vile traitor Somerset.
SIR

Then God
[24]

WILLIAM LUCY

take mercy on brave Talbot's soul;

ACT IV,

And on

iii,

son young John, who two hours since
toward his warlike father!
This seven years did not Talbot see his son;
And now they meet where both their lives are done.
I

met

his

in travel

YORK
what joy shall noble Talbot have
bid his young son welcome to his grave?
Away! vexation almost stops my breath,
That sunder'd friends greet in the hour of death.
Lucy, farewell: no more my fortune can,
But curse the cause I cannot aid the man.
Maine, Blois, Poictiers, and Tours, are won away,
'Long all of Somerset and his delay.
i^ with his SOLDIERS
Alas,

To

SIR

PART

KING HENRY VI

35-iv, 26

WILLIAM LUCY

SCENE IV. Other plains

in

Gascony

Enter SOMERSET, with his ARMY; a CAPTAIN O/^TALBOT'S
with him

SOMERSET

SOMERSET
set

him

is

Too

aid.

on;

Collected for this expedition.

SOMERSET

York lies; he might have sent and had the horse:
I owe him little duty, and less love;
And take foul scorn to fawn on him by sending.
SIR WILLIAM LUCY

The fraud of England, not the force of France,
Hath now entrapp'd the noble-minded Talbot:
he bear his life;
by your strife.
SOMERSET
Come, go; I will dispatch the horsemen straight:
Within six hours they will be at his aid.
SIR WILLIAM LUCY
Too late comes rescue: he is ta'en or slain;
For fly he could not, if he would have fled;
And fly would Talbot never, though he might.
SOMERSET
If he be dead, brave Talbot, then adieu!
SIR WILLIAM LUCY
His fame lives in the world, his shame in you.
shall

to fortune

[Exeunt

them now:
This expedition was by York and Talbot
It

27~v, 20

York should have sent him
SIR WILLIAM LUCY
And York as fast upon your grace exclaims;
Swearing that you withhold his levied host,
York

3

[Exit

iv,

Alenc.on, Reignier, compass him about,
And Talbot perisheth by your default.

Never to England
But dies, betray d

Thus, while the vulture of sedition
Feeds in the bosom of such great commanders,
Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss
The conquest of our scarce cold conqueror,

That ever living man of memory,
Henry the Fifth: whiles they each other cross,
Lives, honours, lands and all hurry to loss.

ACT IV,

I

too late; I cannot send
rashly plotted

:

all

our general force

SCENE V. The

Might with a sally of the very town
Be buckled with: the over-daring Talbot
Hath sullied all his gloss of former honour

Enter

By this unheedful, desperate, wild adventure:
York set him on to fight and die in shame,

LUCY

SOMERSET
How now, Sir William! whither were you sent?
SIR WILLIAM LUCY
Whither, my lord? from bought and sold Lord
Talbot;

Who,

ring'd about with bold adversity,

captain there

Drops bloody sweat from his war-wearied limbs,
And, in advantage lingering, looks for rescue,
You, his false hopes, the trust of England's honour,
off aloof with worthless emulation.
Let not your private discord keep away

Keep

succours that should lend him aid,
While he, renowned noble gentleman,
Yields up his life unto a world of odds:
Orleans the Bastard, Charles, Burgundy,

The levied

To

his son

tutor thee in stratagems of war,

That Talbot's name might be in thee revived,
When sapless age and weak unable limbs
Should bring thy father to his drooping chair.
O malignant and ill-boding stars!
Now thou art come unto a feast of death,
A terrible and unavoided danger:
Therefore, dear boy, mount on my swiftest horse;
And I'll direct thee how thou shall escape
sudden flight: come, dally not, be gone.
But,

By

JOHN
and am I your son?
And shall I fly? O, if you love my mother,
Dishonour not her honourable name,
To make a bastard and a slave of me!
The world will say, he is not Talbot's blood,
That basely fled when noble Talbot stood.
TALBOT
Is

York and Somerset,
death from his weak legions:

Cries out for noble

To beat assailing
And whiles the honourable

TALBOT and JOHN
TALBOT

O young John Talbot! I did send for thee

That, Talbot dead, great York might bear the name.
CAPTAIN
Here is Sir William Lucy, who with me
Set from our o'er-match'd forces forth for aid.
Enter SIR WILLIAM

English camp near Bourdeaux

my name Talbot?

Fly, to revenge

my death,

if I

be

slain.

JOHN

He

that

flies

so will ne'er return again.

TALBOT
If we both stay,

[25]

we both are sure to

die.

ACT

KING HENRY VI

IV, v 21-vi, 3
?

Where

JOHN

Then let me stay;
Your loss is great,

and, father, do you fly:
so your regard should be;

My worth unknown,

no

loss is

known

death the French can

Upon my

little

I

The

Upon my

Quicken 'd

command

thee go.

JOHN

To

fight I will,

but not to

the foe.

fly

TALBOT

may be

Part of thy father

but will be shame in me.

never hadst renown, nor canst not lose

JOHN
Yes, your renowned name: shall
TALBOT

Thy father's

flight

abuse

it.

Fly, to revenge

it?

charge shall clear thee from that

stain.

You cannot

witness for me, being slain.
If death be so apparent, then both fly.

my followers here

to fight

and

they nothing gain an if I stay;
but the shortening of my life one day:
In thee thy mother dies, our household's name,

My

death's revenge, thy youth, and England's fame:
All these and more we hazard by thy stay;
All these are saved if thou wilt fly away.

JOHN

And shall my youth be guilty of such blame?
No more can I be sever'd from your side,
For

yourself yourself in twain divide:
will, the like do I;
will not, if my father die.

JOHN

live I

TALBOT

Then

here

I

take

my

leave of thee, fair son,

Born to eclipse thy life this afternoon.
Come, side by side together live and die;
And soul with soul from France to heaven

of Orleans hath not made me smart;
These words of yours draw life-blood from my heart
On that advantage, bought with such a shame,
To save a paltry life and slay bright fame,
Before young Talbot from old Talbot fly,
The coward horse that bears me fall and die!
And like me to the peasant boys of France,
To be shame's scorn and subject of mischance!

The sword

do what you

Stay, go,

:

'Tis

die?

My age was never tainted with such shame.

Than can

my death when I am dead

help of one stands me in little stead.
O, too much folly is it, well I wot,
To hazard all our lives in one small boat!
If I to-day die not with Frenchmen's rage,
To-morrow I shall die with mickle age:

By me

TALBOT
leave

'
:

The

JOHN

And

down Alencon,

Here, purposing the Bastard to destroy,
Came in strong rescue. Speak, thy father's care,
Art thou not weary, John? how dost thou fare?
Wilt thou yet leave the battle, boy, and fly,
Now thou art seal'd the son of chivalry?

TALBOT

Thou

Then leaden age,
with youthful spleen and warlike

Which thou didst force from Talbot, my brave boy

saved in thee.

JOHN

No part of him

with proud desire

father's heart

victory.

rage,
Orleans, Burgundy,
And from the pride of Gallia rescued thee.
The ireful bastard Orleans, that drew blood
From thee, my boy, and had the maidenhood
Of thy first fight, I soon encountered,
And interchanging blows I quickly shed
Some of his bastard blood; and in disgrace
Bespoke him, thus; 'Contaminated base
And misbegotten blood I spill of thine,
Mean and right poor, for that pure blood of mine,

Beat

lie in one tomb?
JOHN
shame my mother's womb.
TALBOT

blessing, I

warm'd thy

Of bold-faced

TALBOT

I'll

TALBOT
from the Dauphin's crest thy sword struck

fire,

It

thy mother's hopes

Ay, rather than

!

life

When

is

all

4-57

John Talbot? Pause, and take thy breath;
life and rescued thee from death.
JOHN

O, twice

bow, they'll say it was for fear.
no hope that ever I will stay,
If the first hour I shrink and run away.
Here on my knee I beg mortality,
Rather than life preserved with infamy.
Shall

vi,

gave thee

if I

There

is

ACT IV,

I

my father, twice am I thy son
thou gavest me first was lost and done,
Till with thy warlike sword, despite of fate,
To my determined time thou gavest new date.

in me.

boast;

In yours they will, in you all hopes are lost.
Flight cannot stain the honour you have won;
But mine it will, that no exploit have done:
You fled for vantage, every one will swear;
But,

PART

fly.

[Exeunt

Surely,

by

all

the glory

:

you have won,

An if I fly, I am not Talbot's son:
SCENE VI.
Alarum:

excursions,

about)

A field of battle

Then

talk no more of flight, it is no boot;
If son to Talbot, die at Talbot's foot.

wherein TALBOT'S SON
and TALBOT rescues him

is

TALBOT
Saint George and victory! fight, soldiers, fight:

The regent hath with Talbot broke

And left us

to the

his

TALBOT

hemmed

word,

Then follow thou
Thou Icarus; thy

thy desperate
life

to

me is

sire

of Crete,

sweet:

If thou wilt fight, fight by thy father's side;
And, commendable proved, let's die in pride.

rage of France his sword.

[Exeunt

[26]

ACT

IV,

vii,

KING HENRY VI

1-44

SCENE VII. Another part of the field
Alarum:

See,

excursions. Enter old

Into the clustering battle of the French;
that sea of blood my boy did drench

His over-mounting

spirit,

and there

died,

My Icarus, my blossom, in his pride.
SERVANT

O my dear lord, lo, where your son

is

borne!

Enter SOLDIERS, with
antic

the body ofyoung TALBOT
TALBOT
death, which laugh'st us here to scorn,

Anon, from thy insulting tyranny,
Coupled in bonds of perpetuity,
Two Talbots, winged through the lither sky,
In thy despite shall 'scape mortality.

Speak to thy father ere thou yield thy breath!
Brave death by speaking, whether he will or no;
Imagine him a Frenchman and thy foe.
Poor boy! he smiles, methinks, as who should say,
Had death been French, then death had died to
day.

Gome, come and

lay him in

arms:
My spirit can no longer bear these harms.
Soldiers, adieu! I have what I would have,
his father's

inhearsed in the arms
harms!

CHARLES
Somerset brought rescue in,
should have found a bloody day of this.

CHARLES
message art thou sent?

On what submissive
SIR

WILLIAM LUCY

CHARLES
For prisoners ask'st thou? hell our prison is.
But tell me whom thou seek'st.
SIR WILLIAM LUCY
But where's the great Alcides of the field,
Valiant Lord Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury,
Great Earl of Washford, Waterford and Valence;
Lord Talbot of Goodrig and Urchinfield,

Lord Strange of Blackmere, Lord Verdun of Alton,
Lord Cromwell of Wingfield, Lord Furnival of
Sheffield,

The thrice-victorious Lord of Falconbridge;
Knight of the noble order of Saint George,

Worthy Saint Michael and the Golden
Great marshal to Henry the Sixth

Here

Fleece;

the realm of France?

Is

!

the pillage of a giglot wench:'
So, rushing in the bowels of the French,

proudly, as unworthy fight.

BURGUNDY

made a noble knight:.

silly stately style

WILLIAM LUCY

the Frenchmen's only scourge,
kingdom's terror and black Nemesis?

Talbot

Your

BASTARD
How the young whelp of Talbot's, raging-wood,
Did flesh his puny sword in Frenchmen's blood
LA PUGELLE
Once I encounter 'd him, and thus I said:
'Thou maiden youth, be vanquish'd by a maid:'
But, with a proud majestical high scorn,
He answer 'd thus: 'Young Talbot was not born

To be

a

indeed!
that two and fifty kingdoms hath,
Writes not so tedious a style as this.
Him that thou magnifiest with all these titles
.Stinking and fly-blown lies here at our feet.
is

SIR

Had York and

Doubtless he would have

WILLIAM LUCY

Herald, conduct me to the Dauphin's tent,
To know who hath obtain' d the glory of the day.

The Turk,

BURGUNDY, BASTARD, LA

PUGELLE, and FORGES

me

French preceding
SIR

LA PUCELLE

[Dies
Enter CHARLES, ALENCON,

BASTARD
hack their bones asunder,
Whose life was England's glory, Gallia's wonder.
CHARLES
O, no, forbear! for that which we have fled
During the life, let us not wrong it dead.
Enter SIR WILLIAM LUCY, attended; HERALD of the

Hew them to pieces,

Of all his wars within

Now my old arms are young John Talbot's grave.

left

lies

45-90

Created, for his rare success in arms,

O thou, whose wounds become hard-favour'd death,.

He

where he

vii,

Submission, Dauphin! 'tis a mere French word;
We English warriors wot not what it means.
I come to know what prisoners thou hast ta'en,
And to survey the bodies of the dead.

And in

We

ACT IV,

I

Of the most bloody nurser of his

TALBOT led by a SERVANT
TALBOT
Where is my other life? mine own is gone;
where's young Talbot? where is valiant John?
O,_
Triumphant death, smear'd with captivity,
Young Talbot's valour makes me smile at thee:
When he perceived me shrink and on my knee,
His bloody sword he brandish'd over me,
And, like a hungry lion, did commence
Rough deeds of rage and stern impatience;
But when my angry guardant stood alone,
Tendering my ruin and assaiPd of none,
Dizzy-eyed fury and great rage of heart
Suddenly made him from my side to start

Thou

PART

slain,

O, were mine eye-balls into bullets turn'd,
That I in rage might shoot them at your faces!
O, that I could but call these dead to life!
It were enough to fright the realm, of France:
Were but his picture left amongst you here,
It would amaze the proudest of you all.
Give me their bodies, that I may bear them hence
And give them burial as beseems their worth.
LA PUCELLE
I

think this upstart is old Talbot's ghost,
such a proud commanding

He speaks with

spirit.

For God's sake, let him have 'em; to keep them here,
They would but stink, and putrefy the air.

[27]

ACT

IV,

vii,

91

V,

j,

31

KING HENRY VI

CHARLES
Go, take their bodies hence.
SIR WILLIAM LUCY
I'll bear them hence; but from their ashes

shall

My lords

be

CHARLES
do with 'em what thou

And now to

his

i,

32-ii,

9

be a cardinal,
cap co-equal with the crown.'
KING
to

ambassadors, your several suits

Have been consider'd and debated on.
Your purpose is both good and reasonable;
And therefore are we certainly resolved

A phoenix that shall make all France afeard.
rid of them,

make

He'll

ACT V,

I

he come

'If once

rear'd

So we be

PART

To draw conditions of a friendly peace;
Which by my Lord of Winchester we mean

wilt.

conquering vein:
All will be ours, now bloody Talbot's slain, [Exeunt
Paris, in this

Shall be transported presently to France.

GLOUCESTER

And

for the proffer of
lord your master,
I have inform'd his highness so at large,

SCENE

I,

ACT V

As liking of the lady's virtuous gifts,
Her beauty and the value of her dower,

London. The palace

He

Sennet. Enter KING,

doth intend she shall be England's queen.
KING
In argument and proof of which contract,
Bear her this jewel, pledge of my affection.

GLOUCESTER, and EXETER
KING

Have you perused the letters from the pope,
The emperor, and the Earl of Armagnac?

And so, my lord protector, see them guarded
And safely brought to Dover; where inshippM
Commit them

GLOUCESTER
and their intent is this:
They humbly sue unto your excellence
I have,

my

to the fortune

of the

sea.

WINCHESTER and LEGATE
WINCHESTER
Stay, my lord legate: you shall first receive
The sum of money which I promised

my lord;

[Exeunt

To have

a godly peace concluded of
Between the realms of England and of France.
KING
How doth your grace affect their motion?
GLOUCESTER
Well, my good lord; and as the only means

all but

Should be deliver'd to his holiness
For clothing me in these grave ornaments.
LEGATE
I will

To stop effusion of our Christian blood
And stablish quietness on every side.

attend upon your lordship's leisure.

WINCHESTER
[Aside]

Now Winchester will not submit,

I

Or be inferior to the proudest peer.
Humphrey of Gloucester, thou shalt

KING
uncle; for I

trow,

well perceive
That, neither in birth or for authority,
The bishop will be overborne by thee:
I'll either make thee
stoop and bend thy knee,
Or sack this country with a mutiny.
[Exeunt

Ay, marry,
always thought
It was both impious and unnatural
That such immanity and bloody strife
Should reign among professors of one faith.
GLOUCESTER
Beside, my lord, the sooner to effect
And surer bind this knot of amity,

The

SCENE

Earl of Armagnac, near knit to Charles,

II. France. Plains in

A man of great authority in France,

Enter CHARLES,

Proffers his only daughter to your grace
In marriage, with a large and sumptuous dowry,
KING

CHARLES
These news,

call'd

unto a cardinal's degree?

my

lords,

may

cheer our drooping

spirits:

'Tis said the stout Parisians

Yet call the ambassadors; and, as you please,
So let them have their answers every one:
I shall be well content with
any choice
Tends to God's glory and my country's weal.
Enter WINCHESTER in Cardinal's habit, a LEGATE and
two AMBASSADORS
EXETER
What! is my Lord of Winchester install'd,

Then I perceive that will be verified
Henry the Fifth did sometime prophesy,

BURGUNDY, ALEN^ON, BASTARD,

REIGNIER, LA PUCELLE, and FORCES

Marriage, uncle! alas, my years are young!
And fitter is my study and my books
Than wanton dalliance with a paramour.

And

Anjou

And

do revolt

turn again unto the warlike French.

ALENON
Then March

And keep

to Paris, royal Charles of
France,
not back your powers in dalliance.

LA PUCELLE
Peace be amongst them, if they turn to us;
Else, ruin combat with their palaces!
Enter SCOUT
SCOUT
Success unto our valiant general,

And
[28]

happiness to his accomplices!

ACT V,

ii,

io-iii,

KING HENRY VI

29

CHARLES

What

PART

ACT V,

I

with

LA PUCELLE fighting hand to hand
YORK; LA PUCELLE is taken. The French fly

SCOUT

YORK

The

English army, that divided was
Into two parties, is now conjoin 'd in one,
And means to give you battle presently.

Damsel of France, I think I have you fast:
Unchain your spirits now with spelling charms,

And

too sudden,

sirs,

the warning

will presently provide for

try if they

A goodly prize,

CHARLES

Somewhat

See,

is;

As

them.

can gain your
fit

how the ugly witch

if with

the ghost of Talbot

is

not there:

Changed

Of all base passions, fear is most accursed.
Command the conquest, Charles, it shall be
Then

on,

my

and

all

to a worser shape thou canst not be.
is a proper man;
can please your dainty eye.
LA PUCELLE

O, Charles the Dauphin

No shape but his
thine,

the world repine.

A plaguing mischief light on Charles and thee!
And may ye

CHARLES
lords; and France be fortunate!

both be suddenly surprised
in sleeping on your beds!

By bloody hands,

YORK

[Exeunt
Fell

SCENE

III. Before Anglers

And give me signs of future accidents.
You speedy helpers, that are substitutes

Be what thou

Who

not with silence over-long!
was wont to feed you with my blood,
it

my

may honour thee.

MARGARET
name, and daughter

to

The King of Naples, whosoe'er thou

An earl I

SUFFOLK
am, and Suffolk am I

a king,

art.

call'd.

nature's miracle,
Thou art allotted to be ta'en by me:
So doth the swan her downy cygnets save,

Keeping them prisoner underneath her wings.
Yet, if this servile usage once offend,

now.

They hang

their

heads

have redress? My body shall
Pay recompense, if you will grant my suit.
to

[They shake

Cannot

hands;

Be not offended,

you

me

art thou? say, that I

Margaret

may get the field.
[ They walk, and speak not

[

[Gazes on her

And

me

No hope

hand

SUFFOLK
thou art my prisoner.

1 kiss these fingers for eternal peace,
lay them gently on thy tender side.

once, that France

So you do condescend to help

in his

fairest beauty, do not fear nor fly!
For I will touch thee but with reverent

Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd
Out of the powerful regions under earth,

I

wilt,

MARGARET

[Thunder

This speedy and quick appearance argues proof
Of your accustomed diligence to me.

lop a member off and give
In earnest of a further benefit,

to the stake.

[Exeunt

Enter FIENDS

I'll

to curse awhile.

YORK
when thou comest

Alarum. Enter SUFFOLK, with

Under the lordly monarch of the north,
Appear and aid me in this enterprise.

Where

me leave

Curse, miscreant,

LA PUCELLE
The regent conquers, and the Frenchmen fly.
Now help, ye charming spells and periapts;
And ye choice spirits that admonish me,

O, hold

banning hag, enchantress, hold thy tongue!
LA PUCELLE

I prithee, give

Alarum. Excursions. Enter LA PUCELLE

Help me this

my shape!

YORK

LA PUCELLE

fret

doth bend her brows,

Circe she would change

LA PUCELLE

Now he is gone, my lord, you need not fear.

Let Henry

liberty.

for the devil's grace!

BURGUNDY
I trust

30-72

Excursions. Re-enter

tidings send our scouts? I prithee, speak.

But we

iii,

their

Go and be free again as Suffolk's friend.
O,

heads

body nor blood-sacrifice
Entreat you to your wonted furtherance?
Then take my soul, my body, soul and all,
Before that England give the French the foil.

my

[They depart

me! Now the time is come
That France must vail her lofty-plumed crest,
And let her head fall into England's lap.
See, they forsake

stay! I

have no power

[She

is

going

to let her pass;

My hand would free her, but my heart says
As plays the sun upon the glassy streams,

no.

Twinkling another counterfeited beam,
So seems this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes.
Fain would I woo her, yet I dare not speak:
I'll call for pen and ink, and write my mind.
Fie, de la Pole! disable not thyself;
Hast not a tongue? is she not here?
Wilt thou be daunted at a woman's sight?

My ancient incantations are too weak,

Ay, beauty's princely majesty is such,
Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough.

Now,

Say, Earl of Suffolk,

too strong for me to buckle with.
France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. [Exit

And hell

[29

MARGARET
if

thy

name be so

ACT V,

KING HENRY VI

73-109

iii,

What ransom must
For

I

perceive

ACT V,

I

To be a queen in bondage is more vile
Than is a slave in base servility;

MARGARET

For princes should be

SUFFOLK

She

is

a

and

And

therefore to be woo'd;

won.

MARGARET

MARGARET

Why, what

There

all is

concerns his freedom unto me?

SUFFOLK
undertake to

make

thee Henry's queen,
put a golden sceptre in thy hand
And set a precious crown upon thy head,
If thou wilt condescend to be my
I'll

To

MARGARET
were best

him, for he will not hear.
SUFFOLK
marr'd; there lies a cooling card,.

to leave

MARGARET
What?

MARGARET

He

talks at

sure, the

random;

SUFFOLK

man is mad.

His

SUFFOLK
yet a dispensation may be had.

And

And yet I would

MARGARET
you would answer me.

is

Madam,

An

I shall
I

REIGNIER
I

cry you mercy,

'tis

what remedy?
and unapt to weep,
exclaim on fortune's fickleness.

am a soldier,

Or

to

SUFFOLK

a knight,

Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord:
Consent, and for thy honour give consent,

Thy daughter shall be wedded

Whom I with pain have woo'd

And

to

my king;

and won thereto;

her easy-held imprisonment
princely liberty.
REIGNIER
Speaks Suffolk as he thinks?
this

Hath gain'd thy daughter

hearing in a cause

SUFFOLK

been captivate ere now.
SUFFOLK

Lady, wherefore talk you

content.

Suffolk,

need not crave his courtesy.
SUFFOLK

women have

am

SUFFOLK

what I say.
MARGARET
be rescued by the French;

me

I

To me.

MARGARET

I

my father please,

leisure?

to listen

Sweet madam, give
Tush,

if

REIGNIER

SUFFOLK

then

are ye so content?

See, Reignier, see, thy daughter prisoner!

MARGARET

Perhaps

am

To whom?

What though I be enthrall' d? he seems
And will not any way dishonour me.

And

unworthy

SUFFOLK
Then call our captains and our colours forth.
And, madam, at your father's castle walls
We'll crave a parley, to confer with him.
A parley sounded. Enter REIGNIER on the walls

have a secret to reveal.

Lady, vouchsafe

I

MARGARET

so, disdain they ne'er so much:
youthful and will quickly yield.

I

be Henry's wife.

How say you, madam,

1

be

It shall

Henry

to

To woo so fair a dame to be his wife,
And have no portion in the choice myself.

MARGARET
you not at
SUFFOLK

unworthy

No, gentle madam;

SUFFOLK
Yet so my fancy may be satisfied,
And peace established between these realms.
But there remains a scruple in that too;
For though her father be the King of Naples,
Duke of Anjou and Maine, yet is he poor,
And our nobility will scorn the match.
captain, are

am

SUFFOLK

that

MARGARET
of wood: it is some carpenter.

Hear ye,

love.

MARGARET
I

SUFFOLK
I'll win this Lady Margaret. For whom?
Why, for my king: tush, that's a wooden thing

He talks

so shall you,

If happy England's royal king be free.

Wilt thou accept of ransom? yea, or no.
SUFFOLK
Fond man, remember that thou hast a wife;,
Then how can Margaret be thy paramour?
I

free.

SUFFOLK

therefore to be

woman,

10-144

MARGARET

suit,

Why speak' st thou not? what ransom must I pay?
She's beautiful

1

Say, gentle princess, would you not suppose
Your bondage happy, to be made a queen?

SUFFOLK

How canst thou tell she will deny thy
Before thou make a trial of her love?

iii,

SUFFOLK

pay before I pass?
thy prisoner.

I

am

I

PART

That Suffolk doth not

Fair Margaret knows
or feign.

flatter, face,

REIGNIER

so?

Upon thy princely warrant, I descend
To give thee answer of thy just demand.

MARGARET
but Quid for Quo.

[Exit from the walls
[:

ACT V,

iii,

KING HENRY VI

145-186
SUFFOLK

And

here

I will

expect thy coming.
Trumpets sound. Enter REIGNIER, below
REIGNIER
Welcome, brave earl, into our territories:

Command in Anjou what your honour pleases.
SUFFOLK
Thanks, Reignier, happy for so sweet a child,
Fit to be made companion with a king:
What answer makes your grace unto my suit?

SUFFOLK

That is her ransom;

I

deliver her;

And

those two counties I will undertake
Your grace shall well and quietly enjoy.

REIGNIER

And

I again, in

Henry's royal name,

As deputy unto that gracious
Give thee her hand,

king,
for sign of plighted faith.

SUFFOLK
Reignier of France, I give thee kingly thanks,
Because this is in traffic of a king.
[Aside] And yet, methinks, I could be well content

ACT V,

I

And

natural graces that extinguish art;
their semblance often on the seas,
That, when thou comest to kneel at Henry's feet,
Thou mayst bereave him of his wits with wonder.

Repeat

[Exit

SCENE IV. Camp of the DUKE OF YORK

attorney in this case.
over then to England with this news,
And make this marriage to be solemnized.

So farewell, Reignier: set this diamond
In golden palaces, as it becomes.

safe

in

Anjou

WARWICK, and others
YORK
Bring forth that sorceress condemn'd to burn.
Enter LA PUCELLE, guarded, and a SHEPHERD
SHEPHERD
Ah, Joan, this kills thy father's heart outright!
Have I sought every country far and near,
And, now it is my chance to find thee out,
Must I behold thy timeless cruel death?
Ah, Joan, sweet daughter Joan, I'll die with thee!
LA PUCELLE
Enter YORK,

Decrepit miser! base ignoble wretch!
I am descended of a gentler blood:
Thou art no father nor no friend of mine.

SHEPHERD

To be mine own
I'll

i8y-iv, 33

iii,

SUFFOLK
O, wert thou for myself! But, Suffolk, stay;
Thou mayst not wander in that labyrinth;
There Minotaurs and ugly treasons lurk.
Solicit Henry with her wondrous praise:
Bethink thee on her virtues that surmount,

REIGNIER
Since thou dost deign to woo her little worth
To be the princely bride of such a lord;
Upon condition I may quietly

Enjoy mine own, the country Maine and Anjou,
Free from oppression or the stroke of war,
My daughter shall be Henry's, if he please.

PART

Out, out! My lords, an please you, 'tis not
I did beget her, all the parish knows:
Her mother liveth yet, can testify
She was the first fruit of my bachelorship.

so;

WARWICK

REIGNIER
Graceless! wilt thou

deny thy parentage?

would embrace
The Christian prince, King Henry, were he here.
MARGARET
Farewell, my lord: good wishes, praise and prayers
Shall Suffolk ever have of Margaret.
[Going

This argues what her kind of life hath been,
Wicked and vile; and so her death concludes.

SUFFOLK
Farewell, sweet madam: but hark you, Margaret;

God
And

I

do embrace

No

thee, as I

princely commendations to

my king?

Peasant, avaunt!

Of purpose to

SUFFOLK

loving token to his majesty?

MARGARET
a pure unspotted heart,
Never yet taint with love, I send the king.
SUFFOLK

And

this withal.

[Kisses her

MARGARET
That

To

for thyself: I will not so

You have suborn'd

obscure

this

man,

my noble birth.

SHEPHERD

Words sweetly placed and modestly directed.
But, madam, I must trouble you again;

my good lord,

not, I prithee, gentle Joan.

LA PUCELLE

Such commendations as becomes a maid,
A virgin and his servant, say to him.

Yes,

SHEPHERD
thou wilt be so obstacle!
knows thou art a collop of my flesh;
for thy sake have I shed many a tear:

Fie, Joan, that

Deny me

MARGARET

No

YORK

presume

send such peevish tokens to a king,
and MARGARET
[Exeunt REIGNIER

'Tis true, I

gave a noble

to the priest

The morn that I was wedded to her mother.
Kneel down and take my blessing, good my girl.

Wilt thou not stoop? Now cursed be the tune
Of thy nativity! I would the milk
Thy mother gave thee when thou suck'dst her
breast,

Had been a little ratsbane for thy sake
Or else, when thou didst keep my lambs
!

a-field,

wish some ravenous wolf had eaten thee!
Dost thou deny thy father, cursed drab?
O, burn her? burn her! hanging is too good.
I

[Exit

ACT V,

iv,

KING HENRY VI

34-79

PART

ACT V,

I

To

fill

hath lived too long,
the world with vicious qualities.
for she

Why,

here's

There were

a
so

girl! I

me tell you whom you

Not me begotten of a shepherd

WARWICK

have condemn'd:

It's

sign she hath been liberal

And yet,
Use no

inspiration of celestial grace,
exceeding miracles on earth.

forsooth, she

Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents,
Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices,
Because you want the grace that others have,
You judge it straight a thing impossible
To compass wonders but by help of devils.
No, misconceived Joan of Arc hath been
virgin from her tender infancy,
Chaste and immaculate in very thought;
Whose maiden blood, thus rigorously effused,
Will cry for vengeance at the gates of heaven.

entreaty, for

YORK

lead me hence; with whom I leave my
May never glorious sun reflex his beams

Then

no

to execution!

sirs;

because she

a maid,
be enow:
is

faggots, let there

Place barrels of pitch upon the fatal stake,
That so her torture may be shortened.

LA PUGELLE
Will nothing turn your unrelenting hearts?
Then, Joan, discover thine infirmity,
That warranteth by law to be thy privilege.
I am with child, ye bloody homicides:
Murder not then the fruit within my womb,
Although ye hale me to a violent death.

YORK

Now heaven forfend!

the holy

maid with

child!

WARWICK
The

greatest miracle that e'er ye Wrought:
Is all your strict preciseness come to this?

YORK
She and the Dauphin have been juggling:
I did imagine what would be her refuge.

WARWICK
Well, go to; we'll have no bastards live;
Especially since Charles must father it.

LA PUCELLE
is none of his:

You

are deceived; my child
It was Alen9on that enjoy'd

my

love.

YORK
Alenon!
It dies,

that notorious Machiavel!
if it had a thousand lives.

an

LA PUCELLE
O, give me leave, I have deluded you:
'Twas neither Charles nor yet the duke I named,
But Reignier, king of Naples, that prevail'd.

WARWICK

A married man!

that's

most

intolerable.

curse:

Upon the country where you make abode;
But darkness and the gloomy shade of death
Environ you, till mischief and despair
Drive you to break your necks or hang yourselves

!

[Exit, guarded

YORK
Break thou in pieces and consume to ashes,

Thou

foul accursed minister of hell!
Enter CARDINAL BEAUFORT, BISHOP OF WINCHESTER,
attended

CARDINAL
Lord regent, I do greet your excellence
With letters of commission from the king.
For know, my lords, the states of Christendom,

WARWICK
for

in vain.

it is

!

A

Spare

a virgin pure.

is

LA PUCELLE

I never had to do with wicked spirits:
But you, that are polluted with your lusts,

And hark ye,

free.

Strumpet, thy words condemn thy brat and thee:

To work

Ay, ay: away with her

and

YORK

swain,

But issued from the progeny of kings;
Virtuous and holy; chosen from above,

By

think she knows not well,
whom she may accuse.

many,

LA PUCELLE
First, let

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YORK

YORK
Take her away;

iv,

Moved with remorse of these outrageous broils,
Have earnestly implored a general peace
Betwixt our nation and the aspiring French;
here at hand the Dauphin and his train
Approacheth, to confer about some matter.

And

YORK
our travail turn'd

Is all

to this effect?

After the slaughter of so

many

peers,

So many captains, gentlemen and soldiers,
That in this quarrel have been overthrown,

And

sold their bodies for their country's benefit,
we at last conclude effeminate peace?

Shall

Have we not lost most part of all the towns,
By treason, falsehood and by treachery,
Our great progenitors had conquered?
O, Warwick, Warwick!

I

The

realm of France.

utter loss of all the

foresee with grief

WARWICK
Be

York: if we conclude a peace,
be with such strict and severe covenants

patient,

It shall

little shall the Frenchmen gain
thereby.
Enter CHARLES, ALENCON, BASTARD, REIGNIER, and

As

OTHERS
CHARLES
Since, lords of England,

it is

thus agreed

That peaceful truce shall be proclaim' d in France,
We come to be informed by yourselves
What the conditions of that league must be.

YORK
Speak, Winchester; for boiling cholcr chokes
The hollow passage of my poison'd voice,
By sight of these our baleful enemies.

CARDINAL
Charles,

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and the

rest, it is

enacted thus:

ACT V,

iv,

KING HENRY VI

124-173

That, in regard

King Henry

PART

SCENE V. London. The

And, Charles, upon condition thou wilt swear
To pay him tribute, and submit thyself,

KING
rare description, noble earl,
Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me:
Her virtues graced with external gifts
Do breed love's settled passions in my heart:

Must he be then as
Adorn his temples with a

coronet,
in substance and authority,
Retain but privilege of a private man?

And yet,

And like

as rigour of tempestuous gusts
Provokes the mightiest hulk against the tide.
So am I driven by breath of her renown,
Either to suffer shipwreck or arrive
Where I may have fruition of her love.

absurd and reasonless.

CHARLES
already that I am possess'd
With more than half the Gallian territories,
And therein reverenced for their lawful king:
Shall I, for lucre of the rest unvanquish'd,
Detract so much from that prerogative,
As to be call'd but viceroy of the whole?
No, lord ambassador, I'll rather keep

known

SUFFOLK
Tush, my good lord, this superficial tale
Is but a preface of her worthy praise;
The chief perfections of that lovely dame,

Had I

That which I have than, coveting for more,
Be cast from possibility of all.
YORK
Insulting Charles hast thou by secret means
Used intercession to obtain a league,
And, now the matter grows to compromise,
Stand'st thou aloof upon comparison?

KING
otherwise will Henry ne'er presume.
Therefore, my lord protector, give consent
That Margaret may be England's royal queen.

REIGNIER

GLOUCESTER
So should I give consent to flatter sin.
You know, my lord, your highness is betroth 'd

cavil in the course of this contract:
it

be

neglected, ten to one
find like opportunity.

Unto another lady of esteem:

How shall we then dispense with that contract,

ALENgON

And not deface your honour with reproach?

To say the truth, it is your policy
To save your subjects from such massacre
And ruthless slaughters, as are daily seen,
By our proceeding

SUFFOLK

As doth a

in hostility;

Or
To

And therefore take this compact of a truce,
Although you break when your pleasure
WARWICK
it

How say'st thou,

lines,

And

My lord, you do not well in obstinacy
If once

them,
of enticing

Able to ravish any dull conceit:
And, which is more, she is not so divine,
So full-replete with choice of all delights,
But with as humble lowliness of mind
She is content to be at your command;
Command, I mean, of virtuous chaste intents,
To love and honour Henry as her lord.

Either accept the title thou usurp'st,
Of benefit proceeding from our king
And not of any challenge of desert,
Or we will plague thee with incessant wars.

We shall not

sufficient skill to utter

Would make a volume

!

To

royal palace

Your wondrous

ALENgON
shadow of himself?

'Tis

[Exeunt

and EXETER

placed as viceroy under him,
enjoy thy regal dignity.

is

still,

Enter SUFFOLK in conference with the KING, GLOUCESTER,

Thou shalt be

This proffer

i74-v, 43

iv,

Hang up your ensigns, let your drums be
For here we entertain a solemn peace.

gives consent,

Of mere compassion and of lenity,
To ease your country of distressful war,
And suffer you to breathe in fruitful peace,
You shall become true liegemen to his crown:

And still

ACT V,

I

serves.

ruler with unlawful oaths;
one that, at a triumph having vow'd
try his strength, forsaketh yet the lists

By reason

of his adversary's odds:

A poor earl's daughter

Charles? shall our condition stand?

Only reserved, you claim no interest
In any of our towns of garrison.
YORK

Then swear allegiance to his majesty,
As thou art knight, never to disobey
Nor be rebellious to the crown of England,
Thou, nor thy nobles, to the crown of England.
So, now dismiss your army when ye please;

unequal odds,

GLOUCESTER

CHARLES
It shall;

is

And therefore may be broke without offence.
Why, what, I pray, is Margaret more than that?
Her father is no better than an earl,
Although
Yes,

in glorious titles

he

excel.

my lord, her father is a king,

The King of Naples and Jerusalem;

And
As

And
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of such great authority in France,
confirm our peace,
keep the Frenchmen in allegiance.

his alliance will

ACT V,

v,

KING HENRY VI

44-76

Then

GLOUCESTER

And so

the Earl of Armagnac

Because he

is

do.
Charles.

Whether

EXETER

v,

my lords; and here conclude with me
shall

be queen, and none but she.
KING

be through force of your report,

it

With any passion of inflaming

SUFFOLK

love,

cannot tell; but this I am assured,
I feel such sharp dissension in my breast,
Such fierce alarums both of hope and fear,
As I am sick with working of my thoughts.

A dower, my lords!

disgrace not so your king,
That he should be so abject, base and poor,
To choose for wealth and not for perfect love.
Henry is able to enrich his queen,
And not to seek a queen to make him rich:
So worthless peasants bargain for their wives,
As market-men for oxen, sheep, or horse.
Marriage as a matter of more worth
Than to be dealt in by attorneyship;

I

Take, therefore, shipping; post, my lord, to France;
to any covenants, and procure
That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come
To cross the seas to England, and be crown 'd
King Henry's faithful and anointed queen:
For your expenses and sufficient charge,
Among the people gather up a tenth.

Agree

affects,

you do

And

Be gone,

It

perplexed with a thousand cares.
And you, good uncle, banish all offence:
If you do censure me by what you were,
Not what you are, I know it will excuse
This sudden execution of my will.
And so, conduct me where, from company,

therefore, lords, since he affects her most,
most of all these reasons bindeth us,
In our opinions she should be preferr'd.
For what is wedlock forced but a hell,

An

age of discord and continual strife?
Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss,

And

is

i

Henry, being a king.
daughter to a king?
Her peerless feature, joined with her birth,
Approves her fit for none but for a king:

But Margaret, that

say; for,

I

Will answer our hope in issue of a king;
For Henry, son unto a conqueror,

beget more conquerors,

If with a lady of so high resolve
As is fair Margaret he be linked in love.

till

return,

may revolve and ruminate my

grief.

[Exit

GLOUCESTER

is

Her valiant courage and undaunted spirit,
More than in women commonly is seen,

Is likely to

I

I rest

a pattern of celestial peace.

Whom should we match with

77-118

My noble Lord of Suffolk, or for that
My tender youth was never yet attaint

Beside, his wealth doth warrant a liberal dower,
Where Reignier sooner will receive than give.

Not whom we will, but whom his grace
Must be companion of his nuptial bed:

yield,

ACT V,

I

That Margaret

may

near kinsman unto

PART

first and last.
GLOUCESTER and EXETER
SUFFOLK
Thus Suffolk hath prevail'd; and thus he goes,
As did the youthful Paris once to Greece,
With hope to find the like event in love,
But prosper better than the Trojan did.
Margaret shall now be queen, and rule the king;
But I will rule both her, the king and realm.
[Exit

Ay,

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grief, I fear

me, both at
[Exeunt

THE SECOND PART OF KING HENRY

VI

SYNOPSIS

WHEN

Margaret of Anjou arrives at the English court as Henry VTs bride, it at once becomes
that the disgraceful marriage terms arranged by the scheming Duke of Suffolk include the
surrender of the duchies of Anjou and Maine, and the omission of the dowry with the bride who is

known

to England at Henry's expense. The young King is delighted with his wife, raises Suffolk
dukedom, and relieves York of his regency in France, but the upright Gloucester, Lord Pro
tector, reads the conditions in utter dismay, Warwick and Salisbury who have fought hard for the
relinquished duchies are indignant, while York doggedly awaits an opportunity to seize the throne.
The Lancastrian party rallies around the fair but cruel, imperious Queen who is determined to
control
over her weak, religiously minded husband by ousting the faithful Gloucester from his
get

brought
to a

post as Protector, and, extremely jealous of his ambitious wife Eleanor, plots the downfall of both
with the assistance of Gloucester's old enemy, Winchester, now Cardinal Beaufort, and the con

nivance of York himself who

sees in the conspiracy the destruction

of the entire faction. Eleanor

is

who

give her a message from the spirits that the duke yet
lives that shall depose King Henry, that the Duke of Suffolk shall die by water, and that the Duke
of Somerset should avoid castles. Arrested and tried as a traitor and sorcerer, the Duchess is ban

betrayed into meeting

some

sorcerers

ished to the Isle of Man, and her sad husband justly abides by the law but in his grief and
begs the King to retire him.

shame

Shortly after Gloucester receives an unexpected summons to Parliament where the Queen and
Suffolk, the Cardinal and York, are doing their utmost to convince Henry of his old counsellor's

and when he appears they accuse him of high treason and send him to prison. Since they
to support their charges and knowing Gloucester's popularity with the Commons
and the affection of the King, the conspirators have him strangled when sleeping, the Cardinal
providing the murderers, and Suffolk directing the act and afterwards censuring it in public. The
crime is investigated, and the Commons, appointing Salisbury and Warwick as spokesmen, storm
the King's palace and accuse the foul Suffolk whom Henry agrees to banish and who is later cap
deceit,

have no evidence

tured and killed by a seaman off the Kentish coast, thus fulfilling the prophecy made to the Duchess
of Gloucester that he should die by water. Suffolk's head is sent to the grieving Queen, and, sud
denly taken ill, the Cardinal dies in mental torture without a sign of hope of forgiveness.

Warwick and Salisbury that by right of descent he is the law
him their support, and his plans are further advanced by being

York's lineage having proved to
ful heir to the throne,

they promise

[

35

3

an Irish rebellion. Before leaving England, York
placed at the head of an army raised to suppress
to take the name ofJohn Mortimer
encourages Jack Cade of Ashford, a common bullying laborer,
the Yorks may later capitalize in
which
on
a
rebellion
resembles and foment
whom he
strongly

The headstrong Cade, followed by a rabble of citizens, has a few small successes
London where he seizes London Bridge, lays claim to the city, urges his followers to

seizing the throne.

and

is

soon at

Lord Say, the King's messenger, and, with his
destroy the Tower, defeats a royal force, beheads
in
to ride
is
victims' heads on
triumph through the city when Lord Clifford,
proceeding
poles,
their leader through an adroit appeal to
gaining the attention of the fickle mob, turns it against
their patriotism and the King's offer of pardon. Cade flees, and after hiding for several days seeks
of Alexander Iden, a Kentish squire, who kills him and is afterwards
for food in the

garden
knighted by the King.

he wishes
York, back from Ireland, marches on London with a large army, proclaiming that
a
he
calls
traitor, whereupon the
only the removal of Somerset, head of the Lancaster party, whom
with the King,
in
audience
sends Somerset temporarily to the Tower. While
conciliatory

to

Henry

whom he has

again professed

his allegiance, the

dissembling York

is

suddenly confronted by the

becomes openly defiant, declares himself the rightful King and
is denounced as a traitor. His sons, Edward and Richard, with Warwick and Salisbury, come
of York and
quickly to his aid. Clifford and his son join the King, and at St. Albans the houses

Queen with the

released Somerset,

Lancaster meet in pitched battle. York, who is victorious, fights and kills the elder Clifford, whose
son upon finding his father's dead body vows an awful vengeance upon his enemies. Somerset is
killed

by York's deformed, hunchback son Richard near the Castle Inn, whereby the third

prophecy to the Duchess of Gloucester is fulfilled; and old Salisbury, fighting
to be helped back on his horse three times.

The King and Queen having
Henry can summon Parliament.

fled to

London, Warwick urges York

like

a raging

lion,

has

to reach the city before

HISTORICAL DATA
Part Two of this historical trilogy first appeared
in quarto form in 1594, under the title The First Part
of the Contention of the two Famous Houses of Torke and
Lancaster.

The

Malone's, that Greene and Peele were the authors
of the original plays, which Shakespeare revised;

material was again taken from Hoi-

Grant White's, that Marlowe, Greene, Shakespeare, and possibly Peele, wrote the original
plays, and

inshed and Halle.
As the Second and Third Parts of Henry VI the
plays are found first in the folio of 1623.
great
variety of views as to the original authorship have

A

Miss Jane Lee's, that Marlowe, Greene, and perhaps Peele, were the authors of the original

been put forth, and the subject provides the most
perplexing problem in Shakespearean scholarship.

The

principal theories are, briefly:
Knight's, crediting Shakespeare with the authorship of both the original and the revisions;

plays and that Shakespeare
collaborated in their revision.

and Marlowe

The recasting of the plays was probably clone by
Shakespeare, perhaps with Marlowe's help, during
the years 11591-92.

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"From

Ireland thus comes Tork

to

claim his right."

HENRY

VI,

PART

II

THE SECOND PART OF KING HENRY

VI

DRAMATIS PERSONS
KING HENRY,

the Sixth,

BOLINGBROKE, a

HUMPHREY, Duke of'Gloucester, his uncle.
CARDINAL BEAUFORT, Bishop of Winchester,
great-uncle

to the

King.

and RICHARD,
DUKE OF SOMERSET.
DUKE OF SUFFOLK.
DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.
LORD CLIFFORD.

YOUNG

CLIFFORD,

SMITH

hlS SOn.

SIR

MARGARET, Queen to King Henry.
ELEANOR, Duchess of Gloucester.

MARGARET JOURDAIN, a

STAF

WIFE

JOHN STANLEY.

witch.

Simpcox.

a HERALD, a BEADLE, SHERIFF,
and OFFICERS, CITIZENS, 'PRENTICES, FALCON
ERS, GUARDS, SOLDIERS, MESSENGERS, &C.

ALDERMEN,

GOFFE.

A SEA-CAPTAIN, MASTER, and MASTER
and WALTER WHITMORE.

5

S-MATE,

A SPIRIT.

TWO GENTLEMEN, prisoners with Suffolk.
JOHN HUME and JOHN SOUTHWELL, priests.

ACT
I.

to

LORDS, LADIES, and ATTENDANTS, PETITIONERS,

VAUX.

SCENE

SCENE

England.

I

Suffolk, arise.

London. The palace

I

Welcome, Queen Margaret:
can express no kinder sign of love

Than

O Lord, that lends me

THE KING,
HUMPHREY, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WAR
WICK, and CARDINAL BEAUFORT, on the one side; THE

Lend me a heart replete with

QUEEN, SUFFOLK, YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKINGHAM,

A world of earthly blessings to my soul,

on the other

If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Enter,

this

kind

kiss.

For Thou hast given

me

life,

thankfulness!
in this beauteous face

SUFFOLK

.

QUEEN

As

BY your high imperial majesty
had in charge at rny depart for France,
As procurator to your excellence,
To marry Princess Margaret for your grace,

Great King of England and

I

So, in the famous ancient city Tours,
In presence of the Kings of France and

The Dukes of Orleans,
earls,

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,

Sicil,

Calaber, Bretagne and Alen-

con,

Seven

twelve barons, and twenty reverend

bishops,

my task and was espoused:
And humbly now upon my bended knee,
I

butcher,

MICHAEL, &c., followers of

Cade.

his brother.

MATTHEW

the weaver.,

TWO MURDERERS.

HUMPHREY STAFFORD, and WILLIAM

FORD,

-his

MAYOR of Saint Alban's.
SIMPCOX, an impostor.
ALEXANDER IDEN, a Kentish gentleman.
JACK CADE, a rebel.
GEORGE BEVIS, JOHN HOLLAND, DICK the

his sons.

EARL OF SALISBURY.
EARL OF WARWICK.
LORD SCALES.
LORD SAY.
SIR

armourer.

man.
CLERK of Chatham.

PETER,

RICHARD PLANT AGENET, Duke of TorL

EDWARD

conjurer.

THOMAS HORNER, an

have perform'd

In sight of England and her lordly peers,
Deliver up my title in the queen
To your most gracious hands, that are the substance
Of that great shadow I did represent;
The happiest gift that ever marquess gave,
The fairest queen that ever king received.

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.
KING

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.
[Kneeling]

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Long

happiness!

live

Queen Margaret, England's

ACT

I,

KING HENRY VI

38-87

i,

Early and

QUEEN

We thank you all.

- PART

And had

My lord protector, so it please your grace,

Crowned

Here are the articles of contracted peace
Between our sovereign and the French king Charles,
For eighteen months concluded by consent.

And

GLOUCESTER
Pardon me, gracious lord;
Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart,
And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further.
KING
Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.
CARDINAL
[Reads] '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 any
dowry.'

KING

Lord Marquess, kneel down:

We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk,

thee with the sword. Cousin of York,

We here discharge your grace from being regent
5

the parts of France, till term of eighteen months
full expired. Thanks, uncle Winchester,
Gloucester, York, Buckingham, Somerset,
I

Be

Salisbury,

Gome,

let us in,

and with

all

Ay, uncle, we will keep it, if we can;
But now it is impossible we should:
Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast,
Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine
Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style
Agrees not with the leanness of his purse.
SALISBURY
Now, by the death of Him that died for all,
These counties were the keys of Normandy,
But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?

WARWICK
For grief that they are past recovery:
For, were there hope to conquer them again,
My sword should shed 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,
Deliver'd up again with peaceful words?

Mort Dieu!

YORK

speed provide

see her coronation

be perform'd.
[Exeunt KING, QUEEN, and SUFFOLK
GLOUCESTER

Brave peers of England,

pillars

of the

state,

To you Duke Humphrey 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, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick,
Received deep scars in France and Normandy?
Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself,
With all the learned council of the realm,
Studied so long, sat in the council-house

still.

GLOUCESTER

and Warwick;

We thank you all for this great favour done,
In entertainment to my princely queen.
To

!

CARDINAL
Nephew, what means this passionate discourse,
This peroration with such circumstance?
For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it

how now!

And gird

!

Defacing monuments of conquered France,
Undoing all, as all had never been

[Lets the paper fall

KING

please us well.

might be kept in awe,

his highness in his infancy
in Paris in despite of foes?

Blotting your names from books of memory,
Razing the characters of your renown,

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

They

debating to and fro

O

GLOUCESTER

Uncle,

I,

shall these labours and these honours die?
Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance,
Your deeds of war and all our counsel die?
peers of England, shameful is this league
Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame,

[Reads] 'Imprimis, It is agreed between the French king Charles
and William de la Pole, Marquess of Suffolk, ambassador
for Henry King of England, that the said Henry shall espouse

father'

late,

How France and Frenchmen

[Flourish

SUFFOLK

the king her

ACT

II

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.
GLOUCESTER
A proper jest, and never heard before,
That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth
For costs and charges in transporting her!
She should have stay'd in France and starved in
France,
Before

CARDINAL

My lord of Gloucester, now ye grow too hot:

was the pleasure of my lord the king.
GLOUCESTER
My lord of Winchester, I know your mind;
'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,
But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye.
It

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ACT

I,

i,

KING HENRY VI

139-190

Rancour will

out: proud prelate, in thy face
thy fury: if I longer stay,
We shall begin our ancient bickerings.
Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone,
I prophesied France will be lost ere
long.
[Exit
I see

CARDINAL
So, there goes our protector in a rage.

"Tis known to you he is mine enemy,
Nay, more, an enemy unto you all,
And no great friend, I fear me, to the king.
Consider, lords, he is the next of blood,

PART

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

cester,
5

5

BUCKINGHAM

make

let's

let

Than

WARWICK
Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost;
That Maine which by main force Warwick did win,

And would have

kept so long as breath did last!
chance, father, you meant; but I meant

Main

Maine,
I will

win from France, or

slain-

to the French;
the state of Normandy
Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone:
Suffolk concluded on the articles,
The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleased
To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter.

Paris

seat.

[Exit

I

cannot blame them

all:

what is

't

to

them?

they give away, and not their own.
Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their pil
'Tis thine

purchase friends and give to courtezans,
revelling like lords till all be gone;
While as the silly owner of the goods
Still

BUCKINGHAM

Thy deeds, thy plainness, and thy housekeeping,
Hath won the greatest favour of the commons,

lost;

lage,

Somerset, will be protector,
Despite Duke Humphrey or the cardinal.
[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and SOMERSET
SALISBURY
Pride went before, ambition follows him.
While these do labour for their own preferment,
Behoves it us to labour for the realm.
I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester
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 commonweal.
Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age,
I,

is

And

more intolerable

Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey:

be

Anjou and Maine are given

the princes in the land beside:
If Gloucester be displaced, he'll be protector.

.

else

WARWICK and SALISBURY
YORK

all

Or thou or

and look unto the

main.

us watch the haughty cardinal:
is

haste away,

[Exeunt

SOMERSET
Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey's pride
And greatness of his place be grief to us,
His insolence

profit of his country!

SALISBURY

Then

Which

And

Yet

people:

YORK

then, protect our sovereign,
being of age to govern of himself?

of Suffolk presently.

our sovereign,

And so says York, for he hath greatest cause.

[Aside]

Why should he,

Duke

for

Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the
Join we together, for the public good,
In what we can, to bridle and suppress
The pride of Suffolk and the cardinal,

And common

Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice,
'Jesu maintain your royal excellence!
With 'God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!
I fear me, lords, for all this flattering
gloss,
He will be found a dangerous protector.

to the

191-240

WARWICK

5

I'll

i,

So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,

There's reason he should be displeased at it.
Look to it, lords; let not his smoothing words
Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect.
What though the common people favour him,
Galling him 'Humphrey, the good Duke of Glou

Cousin of Somerset, join you with me,
all together, with the Duke of Suffolk,
We'll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his
CARDINAL
This weighty business will not brook delay;

I,

With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition;
And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds,
While they do tend the profit of the land.

And heir apparent to the English crown:
Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,
And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west,

He

ACT

II

Weeps over them and wrings his hapless hands,
And shakes his head and trembling stands aloof,
While all is shared and all is borne away,
Ready to starve and dare not touch his own:
So York must sit and fret and bite his tongue,
While his own lands are bargain'd for and sold.
Methinks the realms of England, France and Ire
land
Bear that proportion

to my flesh and blood
As did the fatal brand Althaea burn'd
Unto the prince's heart of Calydon.
Anjou and Maine both given unto the French!
Cold news for me, for I had hope of France,
Even as I have of fertile England's soil.
A day will come when York shall claim his own;

And therefore I will take the Nevils' parts
And make a show of love to proud Duke Humphrey,
And, when
For

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I

spy advantage, claim the crown.
golden mark I seek to hit:

that's the

ACT

I,

i,

Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right,
Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist,
Nor wear the diadem upon his head,
Whose church-like humours fits not for a crown.

Tut,

new

bride

But

and England's dear-bought

perforce,
rule hath

pulPd

fair

Enter

II.

England down.

The DUKE OF GLOUCESTER'S house

DUKE HUMPHREY and his

wife

ELEANOR

lord, like over-ripen'd corn,

at Ceres' plenteous load?

Hanging the head

Why doth the great Duke Humphrey knit his brows,
As frowning at the favours of the world?

What seest thou
Enchased with

there?

all

Where Henry and dame Margaret

Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright:
Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtured Eleanor,
Art thou not second woman in the realm,
And the protector's wife, beloved of him?
Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command,
Above the reach or compass of thy thought?
And wilt thou still be hammering treachery,
To tumble down thy husband and thyself
From top of honour to disgrace's feet?
Away from me, and let me hear no more!
DUCHESS

And

not be check'd.

GLOUCESTER

MESSENGER

My lord protector,
You do

and grovel on thy face,
Until thy head be circled with the same.

Where

5

I'll

follow presently.

GLOUCESTER and MESSENGER

must; I cannot go before,
While Gloucester bears this base and humble mind.
Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood,
I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks
And smooth my way upon their headless nocks;
And, being a woman, I will not be slack
To play my part in Fortune's pageant.

Follow

I

Where

are you there? Sir John! nay, fear not, man,
here's none but thee and I.
Enter HUME

We are alone;

DUCHESS
it

HUME
Jesus preserve your royal majesty!

DUCHESS

What

say'st thou?

majesty

I

I

am but grace.

HUME

the pieces of the broken wand
the heads of Edmund Duke of Somer

Were placed
set,

my

my good lord,

[Exeunt

Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts.
And may that thought, when I imagine ill
Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry,
Be my last breathing in this mortal world!
My troublous dream this night doth make me sad.

This was

Nell, thou wilt ride with us?

DUCHESS
Yes,

GLOUCESTER

And William

Gome,

I go.

Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost love thy lord,

lord? tell me, and I'll requite
With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream.
GLOUCESTER
Methought this staff, mine office-badge in court,
Was broke in twain; by whom I have forgot,
But, as I think, it was by the cardinal;

his highness' pleasure
prepare to ride unto Saint Alban's,
as the king and queen do mean to hawk.
'tis

GLOUCESTER

Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold.
What, is t too short? I'll lengthen it with mine;
And, having both together heaved it up,
We'll both together lift our heads to heaven,
And never more abase our sight so low
As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground.

And on

kncel'd to me,
did set the diadem.

King Henry's diadem,

the honours of the world?

What dream'd my

in seat of majesty,

In the cathedral church of Westminster,
And in that chair where kings and queens are
crown' d;

I am pleased again.
Enter MESSENGER

If so, gaze on,

O

my Humphrey, my sweet duke-:

I sat

Nay, be not angry;

to the sullen earth,
seems to dim thy sight?

Why are thine eyes fix'd
Gazing on that which

me,

What, what, my lord! are you so choleric
With Eleanor, for telling but her dream?
Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself,

DUCHESS

Why droops my

32-75

GLOUCESTER

[Exit

SCENE

to

milk-white rose,

smell the air shall be perfumed;
And in my standard bear the arms of York,
To grapple with the house of Lancaster;
I'll make him yield the crown,
And, force

With whose sweet

Whose bookish

list

And on my head

And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at jars:
I raise aloft the

ii,

DUCHESS
was nothing but an argument,

Methought

queen,

Then will

I,

that breaks a stick of Gloucester's strove
Shall lose his head for his presumption.

To pry into the secrets of the state;
Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love,
his

this

CT

II

That he

Then, York, be still awhile, till time do serve:
Watch thou and wake when others be asleep,

With

PART

KING HENRY VI

241-1!, 31

de la Pole, first duke of Suffolk.
dream: what it doth bode, God knows.

But, by the grace of God,

Your

and Hume's advice,

grace's title shall be multiplied,

DUCHESS
hast thou as yet conferr'd
With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch^

What say'st

[40]

thou,

man?

ACT

I, ii,

76

iii,

KING HENRY VI

1 1

With Roger Bolingbroke,

do

me good?

[Reading] 'To

HUME
This they have promised, to show your highness
A spirit raised from depth of under-ground,
That shall make answer to such questions
As by your grace shall be propounded him.
DUCHESS
I'll think
upon the questions:
Saint Alban's we do make return,
We'll see these things effected to the full.
Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man,
With thy confederates in this weighty cause. [Exit
is

ACT

II

the conjurer?

And will they undertake to

It

PART

plications to his

5

thine?

FIRST PETITIONER
please your grace, against John Good
man, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my house,
and lands, and wife and all, from me.

Mine is, an

't

SUFFOLK
wife too! that's some wrong, indeed. What's
yours? What's here! [Reads] 'Against the Duke of
Suffolk, for enclosing the commons of Melford.'

Thy

How now,

sir

knave!

HUME

Hume must make merry with

the duchess' gold;

Marry, and shall. But, how now, Sir John Hume!
Seal up your lips, and give no words but mum:

The

business asketh silent secrecy.
Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch:
Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil.

Alas,

sir,

I

am

SECOND PETITIONER
but a poor petitioner of our whole

township.

PETER
his petition]

[Giving

QUEEN

the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk,
Yet I do find it so; for, to be plain,
They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour,
Have hired me to undermine the duchess,
And buz these conjurations in her brain.
They say 'A crafty knave does need no broker;'
Yet am I Suffolk and the cardinal's broker.
Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near
call

them both a pair of crafty knaves.
it stands; and thus, I fear, at last

Hume's knavery

be the duchess' wreck,
And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall:
Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all.

thou? did the Duke of York say he was
rightful heir to the crown?

PETER

That

my master was?

that he was,

and

no, forsooth:

that the king

my master said

was an usurper.

SUFFOLK

Who

there? [Enter SERVANT] Take this fellow in,
and send for his master with a pursuivant presently:
we'll hear more of your matter before the king.
[Exit SERVANT with PETER
is

QUEEN

And

will

as for you, that love to be protected

Under
[Exit

the wings of our protector's grace,
suits anew, and sue to him.

Begin your

[Tears

Away, base
SCENE

III.

SECOND PETITIONER
Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man!
Jesu bless him!
Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN
PETER
Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him.
I'll be the first, sure.
SECOND PETITIONER

Come back, fool;

this is

the

Duke of Suffolk, and not

my lord protector.
SUFFOLK

I

pray,

my

protector.

let's

fellow I wouldst any thing with me?
FIRST PETITIONER
lord
lord, pardon me; I took ye for my

go.

be gone.

[Exeunt

QUEEN

three orfour

My

the supplications

them

ALL

Come,

How now,

cullions! Suffolk, let

The palace

PETITIONERS, PETER, the
ARMOURER'S man, being one
FIRST PETITIONER
masters, let's stand close: my lord protector will
come this way by and by, and then we may deliver
our supplications in the quill.
Enter

Thomas

What say'st

And from

Well, so

master,

Horner, for saying that the Duke of York was right
ful heir to the crown.

I gold flies from another coast;
dare not say, from the rich cardinal,

To

my

Against

Yet have
I

12-59

QUEEN
Lord Protector! Are your sup
lordship? Let me see them: what is

my

enough;

When from

I, iii,

My Lord of Suffolk,

say, is this the guise,
Is this the fashion in the court of England?

government of Britain's isle,
the royalty of Albion's king?
What, shall King Henry be a pupil still
Under the surly Gloucester's governance?
Is this the

And

this

Am I

a-

queen

in title

and in

style,

And must be made a

subject to a duke?
I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours
Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love,
And stolest away the ladies' hearts of France,

thought King Henry had resembled thee
In courage, courtship and proportion:
But all his mind is bent to holiness,
To number Ave-Maries on his beads;
His champions are the prophets and apostles.,
His weapons holy saws of sacred writ,
His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves
Are brazen images of canonized saints.
I would the college of the cardinals
I

ACT

I, ill,

state

fit

Madam, be patient:

ACT

II

107-144

I, iii,

CARDINAL

Would choose him pope and carry him to Rome,
And set the triple crown upon his head;
That were a

PART

KING HENRY VI

60-106

Ambitious Warwick,

let

thy betters speak.

WARWICK

for his holiness.

The

SUFFOLK
was cause

cardinal's not

my

better in the field.

BUCKINGHAM

as I

Your highness came to England, so will I
In England work your grace's full content.
QUEEN

All in this presence are thy betters,

Warwick.

WARWICK
Warwick may

Beside the haughty protector, have we Beaufort,
The imperious churchman, Somerset, Buckingham,
And grumbling York; and not the least of these

But can do more in England than the king.
SUFFOLK
And he of these that can do most of all'
Cannot do more in England than the Nevils:
Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers.
QUEEN
Not all these lords do vex me half so much
As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife.
She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies,
More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's wife:
Strangers in court do take her for the queen:
She bears a duke's revenues on her back,

And

Peace, son!

be the best of all.
SALISBURY

live to

and show some reason, Buckingham,

Why Somerset should

be preferr'd in

this.

QUEEN
Because the king, forsooth, will have

it so.

GLOUCESTER
Madam, the king is old enough himself
To give his censure: these are no women's

matters..

QUEEN
If he be old enough, what needs your grace

To be

protector of his excellence?

GLOUCESTER

am

protector of the realm;
And, at his pleasure, will resign my place.

Madam,

I

SUFFOLK

in her heart she scorns our poverty:
Shall I not live to be avenged on her?
Contemptuous base-born callet as she is,
She vaunted 'mongst her minions t other day,
The very train of her worst wearing gown
Was better worth than all my father's lands,
Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter.

Resign it then and leave thine insolence.
Since thou wert king as who is king but thou?
The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck;
The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas;
And all the peers and nobles of the realm
Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty.

SUFFOLK
Madam, myself have limed a bush for her,
And placed a quire of such enticing birds,

The commons

3

That she

And

CARDINAL
Are lank and

SOMERSET

will light to listen to the lays,

never mount to trouble you again.
So, let her rest: and, madam, list to me;
For I am bold to counsel you in this.
Although we fancy not the cardinal,
Yet must we join with him and with the lords,
Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace.
As for the Duke of York, this late complaint
Will make but little for his benefit.
So, one

by

one, we'll

weed them all at last,
steer the happy helm.
the KING, DUKE HUMPHREY OF

And you yourself shall

Sound a Sennet. Enter
GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL BEAUFORT, BUCKINGHAM,
YORK, SOMERSET, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and the
DUCHESS OF GLOUCESTER

Thy sumptuous buildings and thy wife's
Have cost a mass of public treasury.

my part,

noble lords,

Or Somerset or York,

I

all's

BUCKINGHAM

QUEEN
of offices and towns in France,
If they were known, as the suspect is great,
Would make thee quickly hop without thy head.

Thy sale

[Exit

Give
I

to

me.

YORK
If York have

Then

let

ill

cry you mercy,

the regentship.

SOMERSET
If Somerset be

unworthy of the

Let York be regent;

I will

place,
yield to him.

WARWICK
Whether your grace be worthy, yea or
Dispute not that: York is the worthier.

Was

5

madam; was

it

you?

no,

yea, I it was, proud Frenchwoman
come near your beauty with my nails,
my ten commandments in your face.

t I

Could

!

:

I

I 'Id set

demean'd himself in France,

him be denay'd

GLOUCESTER. The QUEEN drops her fan
what, minion! can ye not?
[She gives the DUCHESS a box on the ear

me my fan:

DUCHESS

care not which;

one

attire

Thy cruelty in execution
Upon offenders hath exceeded law,
And left thee to the mercy of the law.

KING

For

hast thou rack'd; the clergy's bags
lean with thy extortions.

KING
Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will.
DUCHESS
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 wear no breeches,
She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged.
[Exit

[42]

ACT

I, iii,

KING HENRY VI

145-187

BUCKINGHAM
Lord

me in

cardinal, I will follow Eleanor,

after Humphrey, how he
proceeds
She's tickled now; her fume needs no
spurs,
She'll gallop far enough to her destruction.
Re-enter GLOUCESTER

[Exit

we have

in

To

hand:

we make election, give me leave
To show some reason, of no little force,
YORK

am

My

This

is

the law, and this

I

accept the combat willingly.

PETER
cannot fight; for God's sake, pity
my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O
Lord, have mercy upon me I shall never be able to
fight a blow. O Lord, my heart!
GLOUCESTER
Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd.
KING
Away with them to prison; and the day of combat
shall be the last of the next month. Gome, Somer
Alas,

my

lord, I

!

my peace?

HORNER, the Armourer, and his man PETER, guarded

SUFFOLK
Because here is a man accused of treason:
Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself!

set, we'll see

thee sent away.

Enter
tell

MARGARET JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, and
BOLINGBROKE

me, what are these?

HUME

your majesty, this is the man
That doth accuse his master of high treason:
His words were these that Riehard Duke of York
Was rightful heir unto the English crown,
And that your majesty was an usurper.
KING
Say, man, were these thy words?
your majesty,

thought any such matter: God
falsely accused by the villain.

is

I

witness, I

am

PETER

By

these ten bones,

my lords,

he did speak them

you, expects

will

her

HUME
Ay, what

never said nor

my

I tell

OLINGBROKE
Master Hume, we are therefore provided:
ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms?

HORNER
shall please

my masters;

the duchess,
performance of your promises.

Gome,

it

:

't

Exeunt

SCENE IV. GLOUCESTER'S garden

SUFFOLK

An

[Flourish.

traitor?

KING

Please

Duke Humphrey's doom.

SOMERSET
humbly thank your royal majesty.

HORNER

SUFFOLK
Peace, headstrong Warwick!

Suffolk?

let

And

WARWICK

What mean'st thou,

And

I

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

YORK
Doth any one accuse York for a

I

and when

these have a day appointed them
For single combat in convenient place,
For he hath witness of his servant's malice:

unmeet:
thee, Suffolk, why I
First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride;
Next, if I be appointed for the place,
Lord of Somerset will keep me here,
Without discharge, money, or furniture,
Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands:
Last time, I danced attendance on his will
Till Paris was besieged, famish'd, and lost.

Enter

ever

if

'prentice;

:

most unmeet of any man.

WARWICK
Image of pride, why should I hold

hang me,

This doom, my lord, if I may judge:
Let Somerset be regent o'er the French,
Because in York this breeds suspicion

Before

I'll tell

lord,

GLOUCESTER

SUFFOLK

is

my

spake the words.
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 wit
ness of this; therefore I beseech your majesty, do not
cast away an honest man for a villain's accusation.
KING
Uncle, what shall we say to this in law?

my

My accuser is my

my sovereign, York is

That York

scouring

Base dunghill 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 rigour of the law.
Alas,

meetest man
be your regent in the realm of France.

say,

we were

i88-iv, 10

HORNER

With walking once about the quadrangle,
I come to talk of commonwealth affairs.
As for your spiteful false objections,
Prove them, and I lie open to the law:
But God in mercy so deal with my soul,
As I in duty love my king and country!
I

I, iii,

YORK

my choler being over-blown

But> to the matter that

the garret one night, as

:

GLOUCESTER
lords,

ACT

II

Lord of York's armour.

And listen

Now,

PART

to

[43

else? fear

you not her courage.
BOLINGBROKE

be a woman of an in
be convenient, Master
by her aloft, while we be busy
below; and so, I pray you, go, in God's name, and
leave us. [Exit HUME] Mother Jourdain, be you

I

have heard her reported

vincible spirit: but
Hume, that you be

it

to

shall

ACT

1

I, iv,

KING HENRY VI

1-46

and grovel on the

prostrate

read you; and

let

earth;
us to our work.

Enter DUCHESS

Well

said, my masters; and welcome
gear the sooner the better.

To

all.

this

BOLINGBROKE

DUCHESS

BUCKINGHAM
at all: what call you this?
Away with them! let them be clapped up close,
True,

All,

walk, and ghosts break up their graves,
time best fits the work we have in hand.

away!
[Exeunt

GUARD

with JOURDAIN,

spirits

sit

you and

fear not:

whom we raise,

[Here they do the ceremonies belonging^ and make

BOLINGBROKE
juro

SOUTHWELL

or

te,

&c.

terribly; then the

the circle;

reads,

It thunders

Gon-

and lightens

SPIRIT riseth

SPIRIT

Asmath,

By the eternal God, whose name and power
Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask;
thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence.
SPIRIT
wilt.

[Reading out of a paper

[As

'What

outlive,

Henry

shall depose;

and die a violent death.
SOUTHWELL writes
BOLINGBROKE

the SPIRIT speaks,

fates

await the

Duke

the

shall

he

Why,

[Reads

this is just

te,

Let him shun castles;
Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
stand.'

hardly understood.

The king is now in progress towards Saint
With him the husband of this lovely lady:
fast as horse

Alban's,

can carry

A sorry breakfast for my lord protector.
Your grace

To

and take his end.
BOLINGBROKE

Duke

see the devil's writ.

BUCKINGHAM

of Suffolk?'

die,

''What shall befall the

let's

here?

Thither go these news, as
them:
answer

SPIRIT

By water

my lord,

'The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose;
But him outlive, and die a violent death.'

And

SPIRIT

But him

pray,

What have we

These oracles are hardly attain'd,

5

yet lives that

Now,

Than where castles mounted
Come, come my lords;

That I had said and done!
BOLINGBROKE
Tirst of the king: what shall of him become?

The duke

well:

^Eacida, Romanes vincere posse.'
Well, to the rest:
Tell me, what fate awaits the Duke of Suffolk?
By water shall he die, and take his end.
What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?

MARGARET JOURDAIN

Ask what thou

Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd her
well chosen to build upon!

'Aio

Adsum.

till

SOUTHWELL, &c.

YORK

A pretty plot,

We will make fast within a hallow'd verge.

For,

madam, none

kept asunder. You, madam, shall with us.
Stafford, take her to thee.
[Exeunt above DUCHESS and HUME, guarded
We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming.

howl,

Madam,

--

And

time of night when Troy was set on fire;
time when screech-owls cry, and ban-dogs

That

47

half so bad as thine to England's king,
Injurious duke, that threalest where \s no cause.

Patience, good lady; wizards know their times:
Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night.

And

I, iv,

Not

DUCHESS

The
The

ACT

II

John Southwell,

HUME following

aloft,

PART

shall give

me leave, my Lord of York,

be the post, in hope of his reward.

YORK
At your pleasure,

of Somerset?'

my good lord. Who's within there,

ho!

SPIRIT

Let him shun castles;
Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
Than where castles mounted stand.
Have done, for more I hardly can endure.
BOLINGBROKE
Descend to darkness and the burning lake!

Enter a SERVING-MAN
Lords of Salisbury and Warwick
sup with me to-morrow night. Away!
[Exeunt

Invite

To

my

False fiend, avoid! [Thunder and lightning. Exit SPIRIT
Enter the DUKE OF YORK and the DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM
with their GUARD and break in

ACT
SCENE

I.

II

Saint Alb an* s

YORK
Lay hands upon

these traitors

and

Enter

their trash.

Beldam, I think we watch'd you at an inch.
What, madam, are you there? the king and com

monweal
Are deeply indebted

for this piece of pains:

My lord protector will,

I doubt it not,
See you well guerdon'd for these good

deserts.

the

KING, QUEEN, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL,

and SUFFOLK, with FALCONERS halloing

QUEEN
Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook,
I saw not better sport these seven
years' day:
Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high;
ten
to
old
And,
one,
Joan had not gone out.

[44]

ACT

II,

i,

KING HENRY VI

5-41

KING

birds are fain of
climbing high.

marvel, an

it

How now, my lords!
CARDINAL

like

your majesty,
My lord protector's hawks do tower so well;
They know their master loves to be aloft,
And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch.
GLOUCESTER
My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind
That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
CARDINAL
I thought as much; he would be above the clouds.
GLOUCESTER

Had

We

not your

man

Were it not good your grace could

fly to

Gome with

[Aside

to

of the grove?

GLOUCESTER

heaven?

[Aside

to

is

[Aside to

CARDINAL
GLOUCESTER] Medice, teipsum

Protector, see to

With such

5

t

KING

good uncle, hide such malice;
can you do it?

SUFFOLK
No malice, sir; no more than well becomes
So good a quarrel and so bad a peer.

The winds grow

high; so do your stomachs, lords.

How irksome is this music

What means
Fellow,

Why,

And

this noise?

what miracle

dost thou proclaim?

my lord,

A miracle!

like

a miracle!

SUFFOLK

Come

to the king

tell him what
TOWNSMAN

and

Within

KING

A

peace, good queen,
And whet not on these furious peers;
For blessed are the peacemakers on earth.

KING

Now, God be

CARDINAL

me be blessed for the peace I

Against
[Aside

to

come
[Aside

to

[Aside

to

make,
proud protector, with my sword!
GLOUCESTER
CARDINAL] Faith, holy uncle, would 'twere

praised, that to believing souls
Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!
Enter the MAYOR of Saint Alban's and his brethren,
bearing SIMPCOX, between two in a chair, SIMPCOX'S

this

to that!

CARDINAL
GLOUCESTER] Marry, when thou darest.
GLOUCESTER
CARDINAL] Make up no factious numbers for

the matter;

In thine

own person answer

miracle.

Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine,
this half-hour, hath received his sight;
man that ne'er saw in his life before.

thy ambition, Gloucester.

I prithee,

Let

A miracle!'

TOWNSMAN

your lordly lord-protectorship.
GLOUCESTER
Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.
QUEEN
't

e

crying

GLOUCESTER

SUFFOLK

An

my heart!

TOWNSMAN of Saint Allan's,

Enter a

my lord?
as you,

to

When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?
I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife.

GLOUCESTER

As who,

well, protect yourself.

irae?

so hot?

holiness

priest,

Or all my fence shall fail.

tory?

Churchmen

Gloucester!

Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord.
[Aside to CARDINAL] Now, by God's mother,
I'll shave your crown for this,

GLOUCESTER
your priesthood grown peremp

Tantaene animis ccelestibus

am with you.

GLOUCESTER

on earth; thine eyes and thoughts

cardinal,

I

CARDINAL] Cardinal,
KING

Why, how now, uncle

Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart;
Pernicious protector, dangerous peer,
That smooth'st it so with king and commonweal!

What,

GLOUCESTER]

CARDINAL
GLOUCESTER] Are ye advised? the east side

CARDINAL
is

to

GLOUCESTER

treasury of everlasting joy.

Thy heaven

[Aside

sport.

thy two-hand sword.

True, uncle.

KING

The

Believe me, cousin Gloucester,
put up the fowl so suddenly,

had had more

my lord cardinal? how think you by that?

Ay,

42-73

i,

:

SUFFOLK

No

II,

to

[Aside

!

man and

ACT

II

CARDINAL
GLOUCESTER] Ay, where thou darest not
peep an if thou darest,
This evening, on the east side of the grove.
KING

But what a point, my lord, your falcon made,
And what a pitch she flew above the rest!
To see how God in all His creatures works
Yea,

PART

WIFE, following

CARDINAL
Here comes the townsmen on procession,
To present your highness with the man.
KING

Great is

his

comfort in

Although by
Stand by,

be multiplied.
GLOUCESTER

his sight his sin

my masters:

His highness' pleasure

thy abuse.

[45

this earthly vale,

bring
is to

him near the king*

talk with him.

ACT

II,

i,

KING HENRY VI

74-103

PART

ACT

II

KING

Good

hast thou been long blind

and now

restored?

SIMPCOX

Born

an

blind,

't

please your grace.

WIFE
Ay, indeed, was
is

't

it shall not serve.
Let me see thine eyes: wink now: now open them:
In my opinion yet thou see'st not well.
SIMPCOX
Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and Saint
Alban.

GLOUCESTER
Say'st thou

What

Red, master; red

an
KING

in the north,

that's well said.

't

like

your grace.

And

God's goodness hath been great to thee:
Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass,
But still remember what the Lord hath done.

yet, I

But cloaks and gowns, before
WIFE
this

day, in

of pure devotion; being calFd
said,

Tell me, sirrah, what's
Alas, master, I

thee.

and many time and

all his life.

my name?

not.

his

name?

not.

his?

SIMPCOX

WIFE

GLOUCESTER
been blind?

SIMPCOX

GLOUCESTER
What's thine own name?
SIMPCOX
Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, master.
GLOUCESTER
Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave in
Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, thou
mightst as well have known all our names as thus

name the several colours we do wear. Sight may
distinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate
them all, it is impossible.
lords, Saint Alban
here hath done a miracle; and would
ye not think
his cunning to be great, that could restore this
crip
to

My

master.

GLOUCESTER
What, and wouldst climb a

tree?

SIMPCOX

my life, when

I

ple to his legs again?

was a youth.

WIFE

and bought his climbing very dear.
GLOUCESTER
Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that wouldst venture

SIMPCOX

O master, that you could!
GLOUCESTER
have you not beadles

true;

My masters of Saint Alban's,
in your town,

so.

and things called whips?

MAYOR
SIMPCOX

my wife desired some damsons,
climb, with danger of my life.

Yes,

my lord, if it please your grace.

good master,

And made me

many.

No, indeed, master.

A plum-tree, master.

Alas,

day, a

GLOUCESTER

SIMPCOX

Too

know

Nor

A fall off of a tree.

How long hast thou

know

oft

so.

How earnest thou so?

in all

sec.

SIMPCOX

Ay, God Almighty help me!
SUFFOLK

But that

What's
I

Myself have heard a voice to call him
CARDINAL
What, art thou lame?
SIMPCOX

so,

of?

5

WIFE

O, born

this

jet is

GLOUCESTER

"Simpcox, come,

my shrine, and I will help

true, forsooth;

of?

SIMPCOX

A hundred times and oftener, in my sleep,
Most

my gown

GLOUCESTER

SIMPCOX

who

is

what colour

SUFFOLK
think, jet did hn never
GLOUCESTER

Never, before

QUEEN
Tell me, good fellow, earnest thou here by chance,
Or of devotion, to this holy shrine?

Saint Alban;

colour

KING
then, thou know'st

soul,

offer at

What

SIMPCOX

Why,

SIMPCOX

Come,

cloak of?

this

Black, forsooth: coal-black as jet.

KING

By good

is

GLOUCESTER

Why,

Where wert thou born?

God knows,

colour

as blood.

like

ter told.

Poor

so?

SIMPCOX

your worship.
GLOUCESTER
Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst have bet

At Berwick

me

this?

WIFE
His wife, an

104-137

but yet

he.

SUFFOLK

What woman

i,

GLOUCESTER

A subtle knave!

fellow, tell us here the circumstance,
we for thee may glorify the Lord.

That
What,

II,

Then send

for

GLOUCESTER
one presently.

ACT

II,

i,

KING HENRY VI

138-172

PART

ACT

II

II,

i,

i73-ii 3 17

MAYOR

Your lady

is

Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight.
[Exit an ATTENDANT

This news,

I think,

GLOUCESTER
Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. Now, sirrah,
if you mean to save yourself from
whipping, leap
me over this stool and run away.

GLOUCESTER
Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart:
Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers;
And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee,
Or to the meanest groom.
KING
God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones,
Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!

SIMPGOX
Alas, master, I

am

not able to stand alone:

You go about

to torture me in vain.
Enter a BEADLE with whips

GLOUCESTER
Well, sir, we must have you find your legs.
Sirrah beadle, whip him till he leap over that same

3

Tis

like,

my

QUEEN
Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest,

And look thyself be faultless,

stool.

BEADLE
I will,

my

Come

lord.

Madam,

on, sirrah; off with your

doublet quickly.

SIMPCOX
I do? I am not able to stand.
[After the BEADLE hath hit him once, he leaps over the stool
and runs away; and they follow and cry, 'A miracle!'
KING

Alas, master, what shall

O

God,

It

made me

seest

Thou

and bearest
QUEEN

this,

laugh to see the

so long?

Alas,

sir,

did

it

for

How

I

And,

for

for

thou wert

best.

GLOUCESTER
myself, to heaven I do appeal,

my king and commonweal:
my wife, I know not how it stands;
Sorry I am to hear what I have heard:
have loved

Noble she is, but if she have forgot
Honour and virtue and conversed with such
As, like to pitch, defile nobility,
1 banish her my bed and company,
And give her as a prey to law and shame,
That hath dishonour'd Gloucester's honest name.

KING

villain run.

GLOUCESTER
Follow the knave; and take this drab away.
WIFE

we

forthcoming yet at London.
hath turn'd your weapon's edge;
lord, you will not keep your hour.

Well, for this night

we

will repose us here:

To-morrow toward London back

pure need.

GLOUCESTER
Let them be whipped through every market- town,
till they come to Berwick, from whence
they came.
[Exeunt WIFE, BEADLE, MAYOR, &c.

again,

To look into this business thoroughly,
And call these foul offenders to their answers,.
And poise the cause in justice' equal scales,
Whose beam
vails.

stands sure, whose rightful cause pre
[Flourish. Exeunt

CARDINAL

Duke Humphrey

SCENE

has done a miracle to-day.

II. London.

The DUKE OF YORK'S garden

SUFFOLK

True; made the lame to leap and fly away.
GLOUCESTER
But you have done more miracles than I;
You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to
Enter

Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and

tidings with

Our

In this close walk to satisfy myself,
In craving your opinion of my title,
Which is infallible, to England's crown.
SALISBURY
My lord, I long to hear it at full.

BUCKINGHAM

our cousin Buckingham?

BUCKINGHAM
Such

A

heart doth tremble to unfold.
as
sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent,

my

Under the countenance and confederacy
Of Lady Eleanor, the protector's wife,
The ringleader and head of all this rout,
Have practised dangerously against your

WARWICK

Sweet York, begin: and

The

of King Henry's life and death,
highness' privy-council;
at large your grace shall understand.

Demanding

And other of your

CARDINAL
[Aside
this

to

GLOUCESTER]

means

if thy claim be good.
Nevils are thy subjects to command.

YORK
Then thus:
Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons:
The first, Edward the Black Prince, Prince of Wales;
The second, William of Hatfield, and the third,
Lionel Duke of Clarence; next to whom
Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of Lancaster;
The fifth was Edmund Langley, Duke of York;
The sixth was Thomas of Woodstock, Duke of Glou

state,

Dealing with witches and with conjurers:
Whom we have apprehended in the fact;
Raising up wicked spirits from under ground,

As more

my good Lords of Salisbury and Warwick,
simple supper ended, give me leave

Now,
fly.

KING

What

WARWICK

YORK

And so, my lord protector, by

cester;

William of Windsor was the seventh and

[47]

last.

ACT

II,

ii,

1

KING HENRY VI

8-66

Edward

the Black Prince died before his father,

And

behind him Richard,

left

Who

after

Edward

only son,
the Third's death reign'd as

ii,

Gy-iii, 27

that's not suddenly to be perform'd,
But with advice and silent secrecy.
Do you as I do in these dangerous days:

Till they

Seized on the realm, deposed the rightful king,
Sent his poor queen to France, from when she came,
to Pomfret; where, as all

II,

Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's insolence.
At Beaufort's pride, at Somerset's ambition,
At Buckingham and all the crew of them,

Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lancaster,
The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt,
Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth,
Till

you know,

have snared the shepherd of the flock,

prince, the good Duke Humphrey:
Tis that they seek, and they in seeking that
Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy.

That virtuous
3

SALISBURY

s

Harmless Richard was murder d

ACT

II

And

his

king;

And him

PART

traitorously.

we know your mind at full.
WARWICK
My heart assures me that the Earl of Warwick
Shall one day make the Duke of York a king.
YORK

WARWICK

My lord,

Father, the duke hath told the truth;
Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown.

YORK

Which now

they hold by force and not by right;
For Richard, the first son's heir, being dead,
The issue of the next son should have reign'd,
SALISBURY
But William of Hatfield died without an heir,

break

we

off;

And, Nevil, this I do assure myself:
Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick
The greatest man in England but the king. [Exeunt

YORK

The

SCENE

third son, Duke of Clarence, from whose line
I claim the crown, had issue, Philippe, a daughter,

Who married Edmund Mortimer,
Edmund had
Roger had

Earl of March:
Roger Earl of March;
Edmund, Anne and Eleanor.

wife:

to the rest.

YORK
His eldest sister, Anne,
mother, being heir unto the crown,
Married Richard Earl of Cambridge; who was son
To Edmund Langley, Edward the Third's fifth son.
By her I claim the kingdom: she was heir
To Roger Earl of March, who was the son

My

Of Edmund Mortimer, who married Philippe,
Sole daughter unto Lionel Duke of Clarence:
So, if the issue of the elder son
Succeed before the younger, I

am king.

WARWICK

What plain proceeding is more

plain than this?
of Gaunt,

Henry doth claim the crown from John
The fourth son; York claims it from the

third.

Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign:
It fails not yet, but flourishes in thee

And in

thy sons,

And in

this private plot

be we the

In sight of God and us, your guilt is great:
Receive the sentence of the law for sins
Such as by God's book are adjudged to death.
You four, from hence to prison back again;
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,
Despoiled of your honour in your life,
Shall, after three days' open penance done.
Live in your country here in banishment,
With Sir John Stanley, in the Isle of Man.
DUCHESS
Welcome is banishment; welcome were my death,
GLOUCESTER
Eleanor, the law, thou see'st, hath judged thee:
I cannot justify whom the law condemns.
[Exeunt DUCHESS and other prisoners, guarded

Mine

of such a stock.
Then, father Salisbury, kneel we together;

eyes are full of tears,

my heart of grief.

Ah, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age
Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground!
I beseech your majesty, give me leave to go;
Sorrow would solace and mine age would ease.
KING
Stay, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester: ere thou go,
Give up thy staff: Henry will to himself
Protector be; and God shall be my hope,
My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet:
And go in peace, Humphrey, no less beloved
Than when thou wert protector to thy king,

fair slips

first

That shall salute bur rightful sovereign
With honour of his birthright to the crown.
BOTH
Long live our sovereign Richard, England's
YORK

hall ofjustice

trumpets. Enter the KING, the QUEEN, GLOUCESTER,
YORK, SUFFOLK, and SALISBURY; the DUCHESS OF
GLOUCESTER, MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL,
HUME, and BOLINGBROKE, under guard
KING
Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloucester's

SALISBURY
This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke,
As I have read, laid claim unto the crown;
And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king,
Who kept him in captivity till he died.

But

A

Sound

issue,

issue,

III.

king!

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;
I'

ACT

II,

iii,

KING HENRY VI

28-67

PART

QUEEN

Give up your

and

staff, sir,

Be merry,

PETER
I thank you all: drink, and pray for me, I pray you;
for I think I have taken
last draught in this

my

is

As

e'er

same resign
thy father Henry made it mine;
I the

even as willingly at thy

As

That bears

it

of Gloucester scarce himself,

so

best

fits

and
name?
PETER

drinking,

!

what more?
PETER

to be, in Henry's hand.

Thump.

Thump

!

SALISBURY
then see thou thump thy master well.

HORNER

am come

hither, as it were upon my
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!

Masters, I

man's

the day appointed for the combat;
And ready are the appellant and defendant,
The armourer and his man, to enter the lists,
So please your highness to behold the fight.
is

instigation, to

YORK

QUEEN

my lord; for purposely therefore
Left I the court, to see this quarrel tried.

Ay, good

Dispatch: this knave's tongue begins to double.
Sound, trumpets, alarum to the combatants!
[Alarum. They fight, and PETER strikes him down

KING
3

HORNER

God's name, see the

Here

let

them end

it;

lists and all
things fit:
and God defend the right!

Hold, Peter, hold! I confess,

never saw a fellow worse bested,
afraid to fight, than is the appellant,
The servant of this armourer, my lords.
Enter at one door, HORNER, the Armourery and his NEIGH
BOURS, 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 PETER, his man, with a
drum and sand-bag, and 'PRENTICES drinking to him
I

Or more

NEIGHBOUR

Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of
sack: and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well
enough.

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 pres

ence?

O Peter, thou hast prevailed in right!

KING
Go, take hence that traitor from our sight;
For by his death we do perceive his guilt:
And God injustice hath reveal' d to us
The truth and innocence of this poor fellow,
Which he had thought to have murder 'd wrongfully.

Gome,

fellow, follow us for thy reward.

[Sound a flourish. Exeunt

SECOND NEIGHBOUR

And

here, neighbour, here's a

cup of charneco.
THIRD NEIGHBOUR
And here's a pot of good double beer, neighbour:
drink, and fear not your man.
Let

I confess treason. [Dies

YORK

YORK

FIRST

blows.

SALISBURY

Thus droops this lofty pine and hangs his sprays;
Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest days.
YORK
Lords, let him go. Please it your majesty,

O

fall to

Peter, forsooth.

Peter

SUFFOLK

This

SALISBURY
Sirrah, what's thy

shrewd a maim; two pulls at once;
His lady banish'd, and a limb lopp'd off.
This staff of honour raught, there let it stand

Where

ready.

Come, leave your

QUEEN
Henry king, and Margaret queen;

And Humphrey Duke

world. Here, Robin, an if I die, I give thee my
apron: and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer: and
Lord
here, Tom, take all the money that I have.
bless me! I pray God! for I am never able to deal
with my master, he hath learnt so much fence al

O

feet I leave it

others would ambitiously receive it.
Farewell, good king: when I am dead and gone,
May honourable peace attend thy throne!
[Exit

Why, now is

68-iv, 3

Peter,

England's realm.

the king his realm.

GLOUCESTER

And

iii.

and fear not thy master: fight for
credit of the 'prentices.

My staff? here, noble Henry, my staff:
As
willingly do

II,

SECOND PRENTICE

I see no reason
why a king of years
Should be to be protected like a child.

God and King Henry govern

ACT

II

it

come,

i'

faith,

HORNER
and I'll pledge you

and a

FIRST 'PRENTICE

Here,

drink to thee: and be not afraid.

A street

Enter GLOUCESTER and his SERVING-MEN, in mourning
.

all;

fig for Peter!

Peter, I

SCENE IV.

cloaks

GLOUCESTER

Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a
after summer evermore succeeds

cloud;

And

Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold:

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ACT

II

,

iv,

KING HENRY VI - PART

4-52

So cares and joys abound, as seasons

And York and impious Beaufort,

fleet.

Have

what's o'clock?

Sirs,

3

lord.

Nor never

GLOUCESTER

Ten is the hour that was appointed me
To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess:
Uneath may she endure the flinty streets,

To

tread

them with her

tender-feeling feet.

can thy noble mind abrook
The abject people gazing on thy face,
With envious looks laughing at thy shame,
That erst did follow thy proud chariot-wheels,
When thou didst 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 OF GLOUCESTER in a white sheet, and
a taper burning in her hand; with SIR JOHN STANLEY, the
SHERIFF, and OFFICERS
SERVING-MEN
So please your grace, we'll take her from the sheriff.

Sweet

Nell,

ill

stir not, for

your

lives; let

to

betray thy wings,

seek prevention of thy foes.

Thy greatest

help

is

quiet, gentle Nell:

pray thee, sort thy heart to patience;
These few days' wonder will be quickly worn.
I

HERALD
HERALD

Enter a
I

summon your grace
at

Bury the

to his majesty's parliament,
of this next month.

first

And my consent

Come you, my lord,

to see my open shame?
thou dost penance too. Look how they gaze!
See how the giddy multitude do point,
And nod their heads, and throw their eyes on thee!
Ah, Gloucester, hide thee from their hateful looks,
And, in thy closet pent up, rue my shame,
And ban thine enemies, both mine and thine!

This

is

ne'er ask'd herein before!

close dealing. Well, I will

be there,

Now

GLOUCESTER

[Exit
I

take

my leave:

And Sir John Stanley is
To take her with him to

Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget myself!
For whilst I think I am thy married wife,
And thou a prince, protector of this land,
Methinks I should not thus be led along,
Mail'd up in shame, with papers on my back,

And follow'd with a rabble that rejoice
To see my tears and hear my deep-fet groans.

my tender feet.
the envious people laugh.
be advised how I tread.
start,

Ah, Humphrey, can

I bear this shameful yoke?
Trow'st thou that e'er I'll look upon the world,
Or count them happy that enjoy the sun?
No; dark shall be my light and night my day;
To think upon my pomp shall be my hell.

Sometime

I'll

say, I

am Duke

Humphrey's

wife,

he a prince and ruler of the land:
Yet so he ruled, and such a prince he was,
As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess.

Was made a wonder and a pointing-stock.
To every idle rascal follower.
But be thou mild and blush not

Nor

at

my shame,

at nothing till the axe of death
Hang over thee, as, sure, it shortly will;
For Suffolk he that can do all in all
stir

With her that hateth thee and hates us

all

now

the Isle of Man.

Sir John, protect

my lady here?

STANLEY
So

am

given in charge,

I

may

't

please your grace.

GLOUCESTER
Entreat her not the worse in that

I

pray

You use her well: the world may laugh again;
And I may live to do you kindness if
You do it her: and so, Sir John, farewell!
DUCHESS

ruthless flint doth cut

And

appointed

GLOUCESTER

Must you,

DUCHESS

The

HERALD

and, master sheriff,
Let not her penance exceed the king's commission.
SHERIFF
An 't please your grace, here my commission stays,

My Nell,

patient, gentle Nell; forget this grief.

And when I
And bid me

thee:

GLOUCESTER

her pass by.

DUCHESS

Be

53-97

that false priest,

GLOUCESTER
Ah, Nell, forbear! thou aimest ail awry;
I must offend before I be attainted;
And had I twenty times so many foes,
And each of them had twenty times their power,
All these could not procure me any scathe,
So long as I am loyal, true and crimeless.
Wouldst have me rescue thee from this reproach?
Why, yet thy scandal were not wiped away,
But I in danger for the breach of law.

Holden

GLOUCESTER

No,

limed bushes

all

II, iv,

And, fly thou how thou canst, they'll tangle
But fear not thou, until thy foot be snared,

SERVING-MEN

Ten my

ACT

II

What, gone,

my lord, and

bid

me

not farewell!

GLOUCESTER
Witness

my

tears, I

cannot stay

[Exeunt

to speak.

GLOUCESTER and SERVING-MEN

DUCHESS
Art thou gone too? all comfort go with thee!
For none abides with me: my joy is death,
Death, at whose name I oft have been afear'd,
Because I wish'd this world's eternity.
Stanley, I prithee, go, and take me hence;
I care not whither, for I beg no favour,
Only convey me where thou art commanded.

STANLEY

Why, madam,
There

that

is

to the Isle of

Man;

be used according to your state.
DUCHESS
That's bad enough, for I am but reproach:
And shall I then be used reproachfully?

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II, iv,

98

III,

KING HENRY VI

29

j,

STANLEY

'Tis to

Like to a duchess, and Duke
Humphrey's lady;
According to that state you shall be used.
DUCHESS
Sheriff, farewell, and better than I fare,
Although thou hast been conduct of my shame.
SHERIFF

1

It

is

my

office;

and,

madam, pardon me.
DUCHESS

Ay, ay, farewell; thy

office

Come,

we

Stanley, shall

is

it

will

hang upon
attire

Go, lead the way;

I

long to see

sheet,

i.

30-81

follow him.

the spring,

The

reverent care I bear unto my lord
collect these dangers in the duke.
If it be fond, call it a woman's fear;
Which fear if better reasons can supplant,
I will subscribe and
say I wrong 'd the duke.
Lord of Suffolk, Buckingham, and York,

Made me

else

my allegation, if you can;
my words effectual.

conclude

SUFFOLK
Well hath your highness seen into this duke;
And, had I first been put to speak my mind,
I think I should have told
your grace's tale.

The duchess by

can.

my prison.

all will

III.

and weeds are shallow-rooted;
Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden,
And choke the herbs for want of husbandry.

Or

my richest robes,
me how I

be fear'd they

'tis

Reprove

My shame will not be shifted with my sheet:
And show itself,

Now

ACT

II

My

discharged.

go?

STANLEY
Madam, your penance done, throw off this
And go we to attire you for our journey.
DUCHESS

No,

PART

his subornation,

Upon my life, began
[Exeunt

Or,

if he

her devilish practices

were not privy

:

to those faults,

Yet, by reputing of his high descent,
As next the king he was successive heir,

And

ACT
SCENE
Sound a

I.

The Abbey

III

at

Bury

St.

Edmund's

Sennet. Enter KING,

QUEEN, CARDINAL BEAU
FORT, SUFFOLK, YORK, BUCKINGHAM, SALISBURY and

WARWICK

to the

Parliament

such high vaunts of his nobility,

Did instigate the bedlam brain-sick duchess
By wicked means to frame our sovereign's fall.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep;
And in his simple show he harbours treason.
The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.
No, no,

my sovereign;

Unsounded

yet

and

KING

muse

CARDINAL

Lord of Gloucester is not come:
'Tis not his wont to be the hindmost
man,
Whate'er occasion keeps him from us now.
QUEEN
Can you not see? or will ye not observe
I

The

my

strangeness of his alter'd countenance?

With what a majesty he bears

himself,

How insolent of late he is become,
How proud, how peremptory, and unlike himself?
We know the time since he was mild and affable,

And

Gloucester is a man
of deep deceit.

full

if we did but
glance a far-off look,
Immediately he was upon his knee.
That all the court admired him for submission:
But meet him now, and, be it in the morn,
When every one will give the time of day,
He knits his brow and shows an angry eye,
And passeth by with stiff unbowed knee,
Disdaining duty that to us belongs.
Small curs are not regarded when they grin;
But great men tremble when the lion roars;
And Humphrey is no little man in England.
First note that he is near you in descent,
And should you fall, he is the next will mount.
Me seemeth then it is no policy,
Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears,
And his advantage following your decease,
That he should come about your royal person,
Or be admitted to your highness' council.
By flattery hath he won the commons' hearts,
And when he please to make commotion.

Did he

not, contrary to form of law,
Devise strange deaths for small offences

done?

YORK

And

did he not, in his protectorship,

Levy great sums of money through the realm
For soldiers' pay in France, and never sent it?
By means whereof the towns each day revolted.
BUCKINGHAM
Tut, these are petty faults to faults unknown,
Which time will bring to light in smooth Duke
Humphrey.
KING

My lords, at once: the care you have of us,
To mow down thorns that would annoy our foot,
Is

worthy

praise: but, shall I speak

my conscience,

Our kinsman Gloucester is as innocent
From meaning treason to our royal person,
As

is

the sucking

lamb or harmless dove:

The duke is virtuous, mild and too well given
To dream on evil or to work my downfall.
QUEEN
Ah, what's more dangerous than this fond affiance!
Seems he a dove? his feathers are but borrow'd,
For he's disposed as the hateful raven:
Is he a lamb? his skin is surely lent him,
For he's inclined as is the ravenous wolf.
Who cannot steal a shape that means deceit?

Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all
Hangs on the cutting short that fraudful man.
Enter SOMERSET

ACT

III,

i,

KING HENRY VI

82-124
SOMERSET

All health unto

my gracious

sovereign!

KING
Welcome., Lord Somerset. What news from France?
SOMERSET

That

all

interest in those territories

your

Is utterly bereft

you;

all is lost.

KING
Cold news, Lord Somerset: but God's will be done!
[Aside] Gold news for me; for I had hope of France
As firmly as I hope for fertile England.
Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud,

But

Or

my leaves

caterpillars eat
I will

sell

remedy

this

away;

gear ere long,

my title for a glorious grave.
GLOUCESTER
GLOUCESTER

Enter

SUFFOLK
that thou art come too soon,
Unless thou wert more loyal than thou art:

Nay, Gloucester,
I

do

know

arrest thee of high treason here.

Well, Suffolk, thou shalt not see

A heart unspotted

me

blush,

YORK
'Tis thought,

my

lord,

that

you took

bribes of

France,
And, being protector, stay'd the soldiers' pay;
By means whereof his highness hath lost France.

GLOUCESTER
but thought so? what are they that triink
I never robb'd the soldiers of their pay,
Nor ever had one penny bribe from France.
So help me God, as I have watch' d the night,
Is it

And

I

dispursed to the garrisons.

well,

my lord,

say no

more than

truth, so help

is

predominant,
5

equity exiled your highness land.

know
if

complot is to have my life;
death might make this island happy,

their

my

prove the period of their tyranny,
I would expend it with all willingness:
But mine is made the prologue to their play;
For thousands more, that yet suspect no peril,
Will not conclude their plotted tragedy.
Beaufort's red sparkling eyes blab his heart's malice,

And

Suffolk's cloudy brow his stormy hate;
Sharp Buckingham unburthens with his tongue

envious load that lies upon his heart;
York, that reaches at the moon,

Whose overweening arm I have pluck'd back,
By false accuse doth level at my life:

And you, my sovereign lady,

with the rest,
Causeless have laid disgraces on my head,
And with your best endeavour have stirr'd

up

My liefest liege to be mine enemy:
Ay, all of you have laid your heads together
Myself had notice of your conventicles

And

all to

make away my

guiltless

life.

not want false witness to condemn me,
Nor store of treasons to augment my guilt;
The ancient proverb will be well effected
A staff is quickly found to beat a dog.
I shall

CARDINAL

to say so

much.

GLOUCESTER
I

Foul subornation

s

CARDINAL

you

me you are innocent.
GLOUCESTER

:

never ask'd for restitution.

It serves

tells

Ah, gracious lord, these days arc dangerous:
Virtue is choked with foul ambition,
And charity chased hence by rancour's hand;

The

Ay, night by night, in studying good for England!
That doit that e'er I wrested from the king,
Or any groat I hoarded to my use,

Have

that bloody sin, I tortured
or what trespass else.

And dogged

it?

Be brought against me at my trial-day!
No; many a pound of mine own proper store,
Because I would not tax the needy commons,

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these faults are easy, quickly answer'd:

conscience

And
And

not easily daunted.
The purest spring is not so free from mud
As I am clear from treason to my sovereign:
Who can accuse me? wherein am I guilty?
is

i,

But mightier crimes are laid unto your charge,
Whereof you cannot easily purge yourself.
I do arrest you in his highness' name;
And here commit you to my lord cardinal
To keep, until your further time of trial
KING
My Lord of Gloucester, 'tis my special hope
That you will clear yourself from all suspect:

I

for this arrest:

III,

SUFFOLK

And

GLOUCESTER

Nor change my countenance

Murder indeed,
Above the felon

My

All happiness unto my lord the king!
Pardon, my liege, that I have stay'd so long.

ACT

II

Pity was all the fault that was in me;
For I should melt at an offender's tears,
And lowly words were ransom for their fault.
Unless it were a bloody murderer,
Or foul felonious thief that fleeced poor passengers,
I never gave them condign punishment:

My lord,

YORK

And

PART

me God!

YORK
In your protectorship you did devise
Strange tortures for offenders never heard of,
That England was defamed by tyranny.
GLOUCESTER
Why, 'tis well known that, whiles, I was protector,

My liege, his railing is intolerable:
If those that care to keep your royal person
From treason's secret knife and traitors' rage

Be thus upbraided, chid and rated

at,

And

the offender granted scope of speech,
'Twill make them cool in zeal unto your grace.

SUFFOLK

Hath he not twit our sovereign lady here
With ignominious words, though clerkly couch' d.

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ACT
As

III,

if she

i,

KING HENRY VI

180-227

had suborned some

Or as

to swear

False allegations to o'erthrow his state?

can give the

I

loser leave to chide.

GLOUCESTER
Far truer spoke than meant: I lose, indeed;
Beshrew the winners, for they play'd me false!
And well such losers may have leave to speak.

BUCKINGHAM
He'll wrest the sense and hold us here
Lord cardinal, he is your prisoner.

all

ACT

II

away

This Gloucester should be quickly rid the world,
us from the fear we have of him.

CARDINAL

That he should die is worthy policy;
But yet we want a colour for his death:
'Tis meet he be condemn'd by course of law.

day:

SUFFOLK

the duke,

Before his legs be firm to bear his body.
Thus is the shepherd beaten from thy side,
And wolves are gnarling who shall gnaw thee
Ah, that my fear were false! ah, that it were!

good King Henry, thy decay

For,

And yet we have
So

this,

if ourself were here.

YORK
that,

by

Ah, York, no

man alive so fain as

his death.

as

you

't

s

the fox surveyor of the fold?

Who being accused

a crafty murderer,
His guilt should be but idly posted over,
Because his purpose is not executed.
No; let him die, in that he is a fox,
By nature proved an enemy to the flock,
Before his chaps be stain'd with crimson blood,

and Margaret our queen

vowed

my lord cardinal, and you, my Lord of Suffolk,

To make

As Humphrey, proved by

And do not stand on
Be it by gins, by

reasons, to

quillets

how

my liege.

to slay

him:

by subtlety,
Sleeping or waking, 'tis no matter how,
So he be dead; for that is good deceit

bloody slaughter-house,
Even so remorseless have they borne him hence;
And as the dam runs lowing up and down,
Looking the way her harmless young one went,
And can do nought but wail her darling's loss,
Even so myself bewails good Gloucester's case
With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd eyes
Look after him and cannot do him good,
his

York that

QUEEN
So the poor chicken should be sure of death.
SUFFOLK
Madam, 'tis true; and were t not madness, then,

to the

So mighty are

I!

YORK
hath more reason for

'Tis

Say

Do seek subversion of thy harmless life?
Thou never didst them wrong nor no man wrong;
And as the butcher takes away the calf,
And binds the wretch, and beats it when it strays,
it

die.

But,

Were

Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes,
My body round engirt with misery,
For what's more miserable than discontent?
Ah, uncle Humphrey! in thy face I see
The map of honour, truth and loyalty:
And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come
That e'er I proved thee false or fear'd thy faith.
What louring star now envies thy estate,

Bearing

you would not have him

think, and speak it from your souls:
not all one, an empty eagle were set
To guard the chicken from a hungry kite,
As place Duke Humphrey for the king's protector?

QUEEN
will

these great lords

argument,
shows him worthy death.

SUFFOLK

your highness leave the parliament?
KING
Ay, Margaret; my heart is drown'd with grief,

That

trivial

mistrust, that

I fear.

My lords, what to your wisdoms seemeth best,

What,

but

More than
first.

[Exit, guarded

or undo, as

,

But, in my mind, that were no policy:
The king will labour still to save his life,
The commons haply rise, to save his life;

KING

Do

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To rid

and guard him sure.
GLOUCESTER
Ah! thus King Henry throws away his crutch,
take

i,

the snake rolPd in a flowering bank,

CARDINAL
Sirs,

III,

With shining checker'd slough, doth sting a child
That for the beauty thinks it excellent.
Believe me, lords, were none more wise than I
And yet herein I judge mine own wit good

QUEEN
But

PART

snares,

Which mates him

first

that

first

intends deceit.

QUEEN
Thrice-noble Suffolk,

'tis

resolutely spoke.

SUFFOLK

enemies.

His fortunes I will weep, and 'twixt each groan
Say Who's a traitor? Gloucester he is none.'
[Exeunt all but QUEEN, CARDINAL BEAUFORT, SUFFOLK,
and YORK. SOMERSET remains apart
*

QUEEN

Not resolute, except so much were done;
For things are often spoke and seldom meant:
heart accordeth with
But that
tongue,

my

my

Seeing the deed

is

meritorious,

And to preserve my sovereign from his foe.
Say but the word, and

I will be
CARDINAL

his priest.

Henry my lord is cold in great affairs,
Too full of foolish pity, and Gloucester's show

But I would have him dead, my Lord of Suffolk,
Ere you can take due orders for a priest:
Say you consent and censure well the deed.

Beguiles him, as the mournful crocodile
With sorrow snares relenting passengers,

I tender so the safety

Free lords, cold snow melts with the sun's hot beams.

And I'll provide

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his executioner,

of my

liege.

ACT

III,

i,

KING HENRY VI

278-320

is

But now return we

QUEEN
so say

And

I

to the false

three have spoke

it,

who impugns our doom.

And

Enter a POST

Lord

lords,

from Ireland

am

Suffolk,

day is almost spent:
you and I must talk of that event.

YORK

I

My Lord

of Suffolk, within fourteen days
At Bristol I expect my soldiers;
For there I'll ship them all for Ireland.

come amain,

To signify that rebels there are up,
And put the Englishmen unto the sword:
Send succours,
Before the

SUFFOLK

lords, and stop the rage betime,
to grow uncurable;

wound

For, being green, there

is

I'll

see

truly done,

it

my Lord

great hope of help.

A breach that craves

Now, York,

!

SOMERSET
If York, with all his far-fet policy,
Had been the regent there instead of me,
He never would have stay'd in France so long.

thought,
not a thought but thinks on dignity.
brain more busy than the labouring spicier
Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies.

And

My

YORK
thou hast done:
No, not to lose it
I rather would have lost my life betimes
Than bring a burthen of dishonour home,
By staying there so long till all were lost.
Show me one scar character'd on thy skin:
Men's flesh preserved so whole do seldom win.
all, as

Well, nobles, well,
I

Collected choicely, from each county some,
try your hap against the Irishmen?

YORK
I will,

my lord,

so please his majesty.

SUFFOLK

Why, our

authority

And what we

do

is

his consent,

he confirms:
Then, noble York, take thou this task in hand.
establish

YORK
I

am

content: provide me soldiers, lords,
I take order for mine own affairs.

Whiles

men

'Twas
I

take

it

I lack'd, and you will give
kindly; yet be well assured

them me

:

sharp weapons in a madman's hands.
Ireland nourish a mighty band,
I will stir up in England some black storm
Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell;
And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage
Until the golden circuit on rny head,
Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams,
Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw.
And, for a minister of my intent,
I have seduced a headstrong Kentishman,
John Cade of Ashford,

You put
Whiles

YORK

And

cherish'd in your breasts, will sting your

hearts.

What, worse than nought? nay, then, a shame take

And temper clay with blood of Englishmen:
To Ireland will you lead a band of men,

politicly done,

send

Who,

Nay, then, this spark will prove a raging fire,
If wind and fuel be brought to feed it with:
No more, good York; sweet Somerset, be still:
Thy fortune, York, hadst thou been regent there,
Mighty happily have proved far worse than his.

CARDINAL

'tis

me packing with an host of men:
fear me you but warm the starved snake,

To

QUEEN

My. Lord of York, try what your fortune is.
The uncivil kernes of Ireland are in arms,

or never, steel thy fearful thoughts,

change misdoubt, to resolution:
Be that thou hopest to be, or what thou art
Resign to death; it is not worth the enjoying:
Let pale-faced fear keep with the mean- born man,
And find no harbour in a royal heart.
Faster than spring-time showers comes thought on

YORK

SOMERSET

YORK

And

That Somerset be sent as regent thither:
'Tis meet that lucky ruler be employ 'd;
Witness the fortune he hath had in France.

And, in the number, thee that wishest shame!

all hut

[

a quick expedient stop
counsel give you in this weighty cause?

all!

of York.
Exeunt

YORK

CARDINAL

What

Duke Humphrey.

so break off; the

POST

Great

;^i 372

No more of him; for I will deal with him,
That henceforth he shall trouble us no more.

YORK
It skills not greatly

i,

CARDINAL

I.

and now we

:

III,

A charge, Lord York, that. I will see performed.

my hand, the deed is worthy doing.

And

ACT

II

SUFFOLK

SUFFOLK

Here

PART

I in

To make commotion,

as full well he can,
the title of John Mortimer.
In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade
Oppose himself against a troop of kernes,
And fought so long, till that his thighs with darts
Were almost like a sharp-quill'd porpentine;
And, in the end being rescued, I have seen

Under

Him

caper upright

like

a wild Morisco,

Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells.
Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kerne,
Hath he conversed with the enemy,

And
And

undiscover'd
given

to me again,
of their villanies.

come

me notice

This devil here shall be my substitute;
For that John Mortimer, which now is dead,

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ACT

III,

KING HENRY VI

373-11, 26

i,

In

face, in gait, in speech, he doth resemble:
By this I shall perceive the commons' mind,
they affect the house and claim of York.

How

for

now! why

Where

Say he be taken, rack'd and tortured,
I know no pain they can inflict
upon him
Will make him say I moved him to those arms.
Say that he thrive, as 'tis great like he will,
Why, then from Ireland Come I with my strength,
And reap the harvest which that rascal sow'd;
For Humphrey being dead, as he shall be,
put apart, the next

ACT

II

thou pale?

look'st

III,

ii,

27-7

tremble

why

thou?

How

And Henry

PART

me.

[Exit

Dead

is

our uncle? what's the matter, Suffolk?
SUFFOLK

in his bed,

my

lord; Gloucester

is

dead.

QUEEN
Marry,

God

forfend!

CARDINAL
God's secret judgement: I did dream to-night
The duke was dumb and could not speak a word.
[The KING swoo)

QUEEN

SCENE

II.

Bury

St.

Edmund's.

A

How fares my lord? Help,
room of state

Rear up
Enter certain MURDERERS, hastily
FIRST MURDERER

Run

Lord of Suffolk;

man so

go, help, help!

He

sirs,

I

my sovereign!

What, doth my Lord of Suffolk comfort me?
Came he right now to sing a raven's note,

this thing?

MURDERER

Whose dismal tune

And

Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words;
Lay not thy hands on me; forbear, I say;
Their touch

Sits in

SUFFOLK

MURDERERS
the KING, the QUEEN, CARDINAL
BEAUFORT, SOMERSET, with ATTENDANTS

call

Go,

[Exeunt

KING
our uncle to our presence

him

presently,

my

noble lord.

[Exit

QUEEN
any malice should

faultless

Pray

God he

I

prevail,

do you rate my Lord of Suffolk thus?
Although the duke was enemy to him,
Yet he most Christian-like laments his death:
And for myself, foe as he was to me,

KING
thank thee, Nell; these words content
Re-enter SUFFOLK

liquid tears, or heart-offending groans,

blood-consuming sighs recall his life,
1 would be blind with weeping, sick with groans,
Look pale as primrose with blood-drinking sighs,
And all to have the noble duke alive.
What know I how the world may deem of me?
For it is known we were but hollow friends
It may be judged I made the duke away;
So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounde<
And princes' courts be fill'd with my reproach.
This get I by his death: ay me, unhappy!
To be a queen, and crown'd with infamy!
:

may condemn a nobleman!
may acquit him of suspicion!

That

basilisk,

the innocent gazer with thy sight;
For in the shade of death I shall find joy;
In life but double death, now Gloucester's dead.
kill

Or

be approved in practice culpable.
forbid

Yet do not go away: come,

And

Might

Lords, take your places; and, I pray you all,
Proceed no straiter 'gainst our uncle Gloucester
Than from true evidence of good esteem

God

to fright the world.
for thine eyes are wounding:

QUEEN

KING

He

as a serpent's sting.

Why

SUFFOLK
call

me

grim majesty,

Look not upon me,

straight;

Say we intend to try his grace to-day,
If he be guilty, as 'tis published.
I'll

affrights

Thou baleful messenger, out of my sight!
Upon thy eye-balls murderous tyranny

MURDERER

gone.
Sound trumpets. Enter

bereft my vital powers;
thinks he that the chirping of a wren,

By crying comfort from a hollow breast,
Can chase away the first-conceived sound?

gave directions?

Away! be

gracious Henry, comfort!

KING

my good lord.

'Tis,

patient.

QUEEN

he's dead.

FIRST

madam, be

SUFFOLK

SUFFOLK
Why, that's well said. Go, get you to my house;
1 will reward you for this venturous deed.
The king and all the peers are here at hand.
Have you laid fair the bed? Is all things well,

According as

ope thine eyes!

How fares my gracious lord?
Comfort,

have you dispatch'd

my good lord,

Ay,

dead.

heavenly God!

penitent?

my lord.
FIRST

is

KING

SUFFOLK

Now,

O Henry,

doth revive again:

Enter SUFFOLK
FIRST MURDERER

Here comes

the king

SUFFOLK

let

!

Didst ever hear a

!

QUEEN

Run,

him know
my
We have dispatch'd the duke, as he commanded.
SECOND MURDERER
that it were to do What have we done?
to

his

lords

SOMERSET
body; wring him by the nose.

me much.

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ACT

III,

Ah, woe

ii,

is

KING HENRY VI

72-125

me

for Gloucester,

PART

wretched man!

Be woe for me, more wretched than he is.
What, dost thou turn away and hide thy face?
I am no loathsome leper; look on me.
What! art thou, like the adder, waxen deaf?
Be poisonous too and kill thy forlorn queen.
Is all thy comfort shut in Gloucester's tomb?
Why, then, dame Eleanor was ne'er thy joy.
Erect his statue and worship it,
And make my image but an alehouse sign.
Was I for this nigh wreck'd upon the sea,
And twice by awkward wind from England's bank
Drove back again unto my native clime?
What boded this, but well forewarning wind
Did seem to say 'Seek not a scorpion's nest,
Nor set no footing on this unkind shore'?

What did I then, but cursed the gentle gusts,
And he that loosed them forth their brazen caves;
And bid them blow to wards England's blessed shore,
Or turn our stern upon a dreadful rock?
Yet ^Eolus would not be a murderer,
But left that hateful office unto thee:

Until they hear the order of his death,

KING

That he is dead, good Warwick, 'tis too true;
But how he died God knows, not Henry:
Enter

his

chamber, view

shore,
tears as salt as sea,

That
With

shall I do,

Thou

my
my

that judgest all things, stay
thoughts,
soul
that labour to persuade
violent hands were laid on Humphrey's life!

My thoughts,
Some

my suspect be false, forgive me, Gocl;
For judgement only doth belong to Thee.
Fain would I go to chafe his paly lips
With twenty thousand kisses, and to drain
Upon his face an ocean of salt tears,
To tell my love unto his dumb deaf trunk,
And with my fingers feel his hand unfeeling:
But all in vain are these mean obsequies
And to survey his dead and earthly image,
What were it but to make my sorrow greater?
Re-enter WARWICK and others, bearing GLOUCESTER'^
If

hither, gracious sovereign,

view

this

body.

is to see how deep my grave is made;
For with his soul fled all my worldly solace,
For seeing him I see my life in death.

That

WARWICK

upon the hatches

As surely as my soul intends to live
With that dread King, that took our

My
A

To
1
it,

free us

from

his father's

state

upon

hirr

wrathful curse,

do believe that violent hands were laid

Upon

the

life

of this thrice-famed duke.

SUFFOLK

my heart:

A dreadful oath, sworn with a solemn

even with this I lost fair England's view,
bid mine eyes be packing with my heart,

tongue

!

What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow?
WARWICK
See how the blood is settled in his face.

call'd them blind and dusky spectacles,
For losing ken of Albion's wished coast.
How often have I tempted Suffolk's tongue*,

The agent of thy foul inconstancy.
To sit and witch me, as Ascanius did,

When

he to madding Dido would unfold
His father's acts commenced in burning Troy!
I not witch'd like her? or thou not false like him?
Ay me, I can no more! died, Eleanor!
For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long.
Noise within. Enter WARWICK, SALISBURY, and

Am

many COMMONS

WARWICK
It

[Exit

KING

And when

body might

Stay, Salisbury,
I return.

till

KING

WARWICK

When from thy shore the tempest beat us back,

so I wish'd thy

my liege.

the rude multitude

Gome

Might in thy palace perish Eleanor.
As far as I could ken thy chalky cliffs,

And
And
And
And

death.

WARWICK

body on a bed

through thy unkindness:
cower'd in the sinking sands,
And would not dash me with their ragged sides,
Because thy flinty heart, more hard than they,
splitting rocks

in the storm,
the dusky sky began to rob
earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view,
I took a costly jewel from my neck
heart it was, bound in with diamonds
And threw it towards thy land: the sea received

his breathless corpse,

And comment then upon his sudden

With

stood

126-174

ii,

;

The pretty-vaulting sea refused to drown me,
Knowing that thou wouldst have me drown'd on

I

III,

That want their leader, scatter up and down,
And care not who they sting in his revenge.
Myself have calm'd their spleenful mutiny,

QUEEN

The

ACT

II

reported, mighty sovereign,
That good Duke Humphrey traitorously ismurder'd
By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort's means.
The commons, like an angry hive of bees

Oft have I seen a timely-parted ghost,
Of ashy semblance, meagre, pale and bloodless
Being all descended to the labouring heart;
Who, in the conflict that it holds with death,
Attracts the same for aidance 'gainst the enemy;
Which with the heart there cools and ne'er returnetl
To blush and beautify the cheek again.
But see, his face is black and full of blood,
His eye-balls further put than when he lived,
Staring full ghastly like a strangled man;
His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with Strug

is

gling;

His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd
And tugg'd for life and was by strength subdued:

Look, on the sheets his hair, you

[56]

see, is sticking;

ACT

III,

ii,

KING HENRY VI

175-221

His well-proportion' d beard made rough and
rugged,
Like to the summer's corn by tempest
lodged.
It cannot be but he was murder'd
here;
The least of all these signs were probable.
SUFFOLK
Why, Warwick, who should do the duke to death?
Myself and Beaufort had him in protection;
And we, I hope, sir, are no murderers.

WARWICK
But, both of you were vow'd Duke Humphrey's foes,

And

you, forsooth, had the good duke to keep:
you would not feast him like a friend;
'tis well seen he found an
enemy.

'Tis like

And

QUEEN

Then
As

WARWICK
finds the heifer dead and
bleeding fresh,
And sees fast by a butcher with an axe,
But will suspect 'twas he that made the

slaughter?

finds the partridge in the puttock's nest,

Are you the butcher,

Suffolk? Where's your knife?
Beaufort term'd a kite? Where are his talons?
SUFFOLK

I wear no knife to slaughter
sleeping men;
But here's a vengeful sword, rusted with ease,
That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart
That slanders me with murder's crimson badge.
Say, if thou darest, proud Lord of Warwickshire,
That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey's death.

[Exeunt CARDINAL, SOMERSET, and others

WARWICK

What

dares not Warwick,

if false

Suffolk dare

him?

QUEEN

He

may

I say;

For every word you speak in his behalf
Is slander to your royal dignity.
SUFFOLK
Blunt- witted lord, ignoble in demeanour!
If ever lady wrong' d her lord so much,
Thy mother took into her blameful bed
Some stern untutor'd churl, and noble stock
Was graft with crab- tree slip; whose fruit thou art

And

never of the Nevils' noble race.

WARWICK
guilt of murder bucklers thee,
I should rob the deathsman of his fee,

But that the

And

Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames,
that my sovereign's presence makes me mild,
I would, false murderous coward, on thy knee
Make thee beg pardon for thy passed speech,

And

after all this fearful

homage done,
to hell,

Pernicious blood-sucker of sleeping men!

SUFFOLK
be waking while I shed thy blood,
If from this presence thou darest go with me.

Thou shalt

WARWICK

Away even

now, or I will drag thee hence:
Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with thee
And do some service to Duke Humphrey's ghost.
[Exeunt SUFFOLK and WARWICK
KING
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted
Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel,

What noise

injustice

is

corrupted.
noise within

QUEEN
is

this?

SUFFOLK and WARWICK, with their weapons
drawn
KING
Why, how now, lords your wrathful weapons drawn
Here in our presence! dare you be so bold?
Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here?
SUFFOLK
The traitorous Warwick with the men of Bury
Set all upon me, mighty sovereign.
SALISBURY
[To the COMMONS, entering] Sirs, stand apart; the king
shall know your mind.
Dread lord, the commons send you word by me,
Unless Lord Suffolk straight be done to death,
Or banished fair England's territories,
They will by violence tear him from your palace,
And torture him with grievous lingering death.

And

WARWICK
with reverence

was thy mother that thou meant'st,
thyself wast born in bastardy;

Give thee thy hire and send thy soul

They
They

dares not calm his contumelious spirit,
Nor cease to be an arrogant controller,
Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times.

Madam, be still;

222-269

!

QUEEN
Is

And

ii,

Re-enter

this tragedy.

is

it

III,

[A

But may imagine how the bird was dead,
Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak?
so suspicious

say

That thou

Whose conscience with

Who

Even

And

ACT

II

!

you, belike, suspect these noblemen
guilty of Duke Humphrey's timeless death.

Who

PART

say,

by him the good Duke Humphrey

died;

say, in him they fear your highness' death;
mere instinct of love and loyalty,

Free from a stubborn opposite intent,
As being thought to contradict your liking,
Makes them thus forward in his banishment.
They say, in care of your most royal person,
That if your highness should intend to sleep,
And charge that no man should disturb your rest

In pain of your dislike or pain of death,
Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict,
Were there a serpent seen, with forked tongue,
That slily glided towards your majesty,
It were but necessary you were waked,
Lest, being suffer 'd in that harmful slumber,
The mortal worm might make the sleep eternal;
And therefore do they cry, though you forbid,
That they will guard you, whether you will or no,
From such fell serpents as false Suffolk is,

With whose envenomed and fatal sting,
Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth.

They
[57]

say, is shamefully bereft of life.

ACT

III,

ii,

bury!

SUFFOLK

commons, rude unpolish'd

hinds,

Could send such message to their sovereign:
But you, my lord, were glad to be employed,
To show how quaint an orator you are:
But all the honour Salisbury hath won
Is, that he was the lord ambassador
Sent from a sort of tinkers to the king.
COMMONS
or we will
[Within] An answer from the king,
break

ACT

II

III,

ii,

314-366

With full as many signs of deadly hate,
As lean-faced Envy in her loathsome cave:
My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words;
Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint;
Mine hair be fix'd on end, as one distract;
Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban:
And even now my burthen'd heart would break,

COMMONS
of Salis
[Within] An answer from the king, my Lord

'Tis like the

PART

KING HENRY VI

270-313

all

in!

KING

Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink!
Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste!
Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress trees!
Their chiefest prospect murdering basilisks!
Their softest touch as smart as lizards' stings!
Their music frightful as the serpent's hiss,

And boding screech-owls make the concert full!
All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell
QUEEN

Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me,
I thank them for their tender loving care;
And had I not been cited so by them,
Yet did I purpose as they do entreat;
For, sure, my thoughts do hourly prophesy
Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means:

Enough, sweet Suffolk; thou torment'st thyself;
And these dread curses, like the sun 'gainst glass,
Or like an overcharged gun, recoil,
And turn the force of them upon thyself.
SUFFOLK
bid me leave?
the ground that I am banish 'd from,
Well could I curse away a winter's night,

therefore, by His majesty I swear,
Whose far unworthy deputy I am,
He shall not breathe infection in this air

You bade me ban, and will you

But three days longer, on the pain of death.

Though standing naked on a mountain top,
Where biting cold would never let grass grow,

And

Now, by

[Exit SALISBURY

And

QUEEN
Henry,

let

me plead for gentle Suffolk!

Ungentle queen, to call him gentle Suffolk!
No more, I say:, if thou dost plead for him,
Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath.
Had I but said, I would have kept my word,
But when I swear, it is irrevocable.
here be'st found
If, after three days' space, thou
that

I

am ruler of,

shall not be ransom for thy life.
Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me;

have great matters

to

impart to

[Exeunt

all

but

thee.

QUEEN and SUFFOLK

to be banished myself:
banished I am, if but from thee.
Go; speak not to me; even now be gone.
O, go not yet! Even thus two friends condeinn'd
Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves,
Leather a hundred times to part than die.
Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee!

Cease, gentle queen, these execrations,
let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave.

SUFFOLK

Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished;
Once by the king, and three times thrice by

QUEEN
coward woman and soft-hearted wretch!
Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemy?
SUFFOLK
plague upon them! wherefore should

I

curse

them?
kill,

as

doth the mandrake's groan,

would invent -as bitter-searching terms,
As curst, as harsh and horrible to hear,
I

Deliver'd strongly through

my fixed

thee.

wert thou thence;
A wilderness is populous enough,
So Suffolk had thy heavenly company:
For where thou art, there is the world itself.,
With every several pleasure in the world,
And where thou art not, desolation.
I can no more: live thou to joy thy life;
Myself no joy in nought but that thou livest.
'Tis not the land I care for,

Fie,

curses

So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief;
'Tis but surmised whiles thou art standing by,
As one that surfeits thinking on a want.
I will repeal thee, or, be well assured,

And

And

Would

for

Adventure

QUEEN
Mischance and sorrow go along with you!
Heart's discontent and sour affliction
Be playfellows to keep you company!
There's two of you; the devil make a third!
And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps!
SUFFOLK

A

but a minute spent in sport.

thee!

The world
1

it

QUEEN
O, let me entreat thee cease. Give me thy hand,
That I may dew it with my mournful tears;
Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place,
To wash away my woful monuments.
O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand,
That thou mightst think upon these by the seal,
Through whom a thousand sighs arc breathed

KING

On any ground

think

Enter

teeth,

[58]

VAUX

ACT

III,

ii,

Whither goes Vaux

To

KING HENRY VI

367-412

QUEEN
what news,
VAUX

so fast?

ACT

II

SCENE

III.

secrets of his
I

I'll give thee England's treasure,
purchase such another island,
So thou wilt let .me live, and feel no pain.
KING
Ah, what a sign it is of evil life,

Enough

Where

this

Beaufort,

world! what news are these!

Suffolk, mourn I not for thee,
with the southern clouds contend in tears,
Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my sorrows?
Now get thee hence: the king, thou know'st, is com

Why only,

it is

thy sovereign speaks to thee.

I

in his bed?

make men

Comb down

live,

his hair; look, look! it stands upright,
set to catch
winged soul.

my

Like lime-twigs

me some

drink;

and bid the apothecary

Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.
KING
O thou eternal mover of the heavens,
Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch!
O, beat away the busy meddling fiend
That lays strong siege unto this wretch's soul,

SUFFOLK

my

As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe,
Dying with mother's dug between its lips:
Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad,
And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes,
To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth

And from

his

bosom purge

this

black despair!

WARWICK
See,

how the pangs of death do make him grin!
SALISBURY

Disturb

;

my flying soul,

Or I should breathe it so into thy body,
And then it lived in sweet Elysium.
To die by thee were but to die in jest;
From thee to die were torture more than
O, let me stay, befall what may befall!

where should he die?
whether they will or no?
O, torture me no more! I will confess.
Alive again? then show me where he is:
I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him.
He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them.
Died he not

Give

art but dead.

If I depart from thee, I cannot live;
And in thy sight to die, what were it else
But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap?
soul into the air,
Here could I breathe

So shouldst thou either turn

seen so terrible!

me unto my trial when you will.

Bring

Can

And

by me, thou

is

CARDINAL

to the king.

But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss,
Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure?

ing;
If thou be found

death's approach

WARWICK

[Exit VAUX

Ay me! what is

to

aloud for him.

heavy message

CARDINAL

If thou be'st death,

QUEEN
tell this

to the

KING

overcharged soul:
cries

i,

Howfares my lord? speak, Beaufort, to thy sovereign.
CARDINAL

am sent to tell his majesty,

That even now he

IV,

i

in bed

That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air,
Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth.
Sometime he talks as if Duke Humphrey's ghost
Were by his side; sometime he calls the king,
And whispers to his pillow as to him

The

iii,

bedchamber

WARWICK,

Enter the KING, SALISBURY,

signify

And

A

III,

I prithee?

unto his majesty
That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death;
For suddenly a grievous sickness took him,

Go

PART

him

not; let

him

pass peaceably.

KING
Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be!
Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss,

Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope.
He dies, and makes no sign. O God, forgive him!

death:

WARWICK

QUEEN

So bad a death argues a monstrous

parting be a fretful corrosive,
It is applied to a deathful wound.
To France, sweet Suffolk: let me hear from thee;
For wheresoever thou art in this world's globe,
I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out

Away! though

life.

KING

Forbear
Close

And

up

let

to judge, for we are sinners all.
his eyes and draw the curtain close;

us all to meditation.

[Exeunt

SUFFOLK
I go.

ACT IV

QUEEN

And

take

my

SCENE

heart with thee.

I.

The

coast

of Kent

SUFFOLK

A jewel,

Alarum. Fight at sea. Ordnance goes off. Enter a CAPTAIN,
a MASTER, a MASTER'S-MATE, WALTER WHITMORE, and
others; with them SUFFOLK, and others, PRISONERS

lock'd into the wofulPst cask

That ever did contain a thing of worth.
Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we:
This

way

fall I

CAPTAIN

todeath.

QUEEN
This

way for me.

[Exeunt severally

The gaudy, blabbing and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea;

[59]

ACT IV,

i,

3-46

And now

loud-howling wolves arouse the jades
tragic melancholy night;
Who, with their drowsy, slow and flagging wings,
Clip dead men's graves, and from their misty jaws
Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air.
Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize;
For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs,

That drag the

shall they make their ransom on the sand,
their blood stain this discoloured shore.

Here

Or with

Master, this prisoner freely give I thee;
thou that art his mate, make boot of this;
The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share.

And

FIRST

What

is

my

GENTLEMAN

ransom, master?

let

me know.

MASTER

A

thousand crowns, or

else lay

down your

so

much

shall

you

give, or off goes yours.

it

and

in laying the prize aboard,
therefore to revenge it, shalt thou die;

And

therefore shall

How

First let

my words

start' st

affrights

Yet

told

let

me

that

not this

Thy name

is

SUFFOLK
me, in whose sound

SUFFOLK
CAPTAIN

Thou

death.

by water I should die:
thee be bloody-minded;

make

Gualtier, being rightly sounded*

And

I

when

merchant-like I sell revenge,
torn and defaced,
proclaim' d a coward through the world!

my sword, my arms

SUFFOLK
Stay,

for thy prisoner is a prince,
of Suffolk, William de la Pole.

Whitmore;

The Duke

WHITMORE
The Duke of Suffolk, muffled up

darest not, for thy own,

SUFFOLK
CAPTAIN
Pool! Sir Pool! lord!

Ay, kennel, puddle, sink; whose filth and dirt
Troubles the silver spring where England drinks.
Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth,
For swallowing the treasure of the realm:
lips

that kiss'd the

queen

shall

sweep the

ground;
And thou that smiledest at good Duke Humphrey's
death
Against the senseless winds shalt grin in vain,

Who in contempt shall hiss

at thee again:

And wedded

Gualtier or Walter, which it is, I care not:
Never yet did base dishonour blur our name,
But with our sword we wiped away the blot;
Therefore,

side

Pole!

Thy
is

WHITMORE

Broke be

stab him, as he hath me.

CAPTAIN

thou? what, doth death af

A cunning man did calculate my birth,
And

stab the forlorn swain?

Yes, Pole.

fright?

Thy name

I

riotous tongue.

Base slave, thy words are blunt, and so art thou.

my will.

am I; my name is Walter Whitmore.

now! why

charm thy
WHITMORE
CAPTAIN

so rash; take

so

crest-fall'ii.

SUFFOLK

WHITMORE

And

thee

it

Speak, captain, shall

ransom, let him live.
SUFFOLK
Look on my George; I am a gentleman:
Rate me at what thou wilt, thou shalt be paid.

Be not

make

duly waited for my coming forth?
This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf,

[To SUFFOLK

might have
CAPTAIN

47-90

Strike off his head.

mine eye

so should these, if I

let it

Convey him hence and on our long-boat's

WHITMORE

And

i,

And

What, think you much to pay two thousand crowns,
And bear the name and port of gentlemen?
Cut both the villains' throats; for die you shall:
The lives of those which we have lost in fight
Be counterpoised with such a petty sum!
FIRST GENTLEMAN
I'll give it, sir; and therefore spare my life.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
And so will I, and write home for it straight.

And

ACT IV,

_

Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride;
How in our voiding lobby hast thou stood

CAPTAIN

I lost

II

SUFFOLK
Ay, but these rags are no part of the duke:
Jove sometime went disguised, and why not I?
CAPTAIN
But Jove was never slain, as thou shalt be.
SUFFOLK
Obscure and lowly swain, King Henry's blood,
The honourable blood of Lancaster,
Must not be shed by such a jaded groom.
Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand and held my stirrup?
Bare-headed plodded by my foot-cloth mule,
And thought thee happy when I shook my head?
How often hast thou waited at my cup,
Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the board,
When I have feasted with Queen Margaret?

Remember

head.

MATE

And

PART

JVI

be thou to the hags of hell,
For daring to affy a mighty lord
Unto the daughter of a worthless king,
Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem.
By devilish policy art thou grown great,
And, like ambitious Sylla, overgorged
With gobbets of thy mother's bleeding heart.

By thee Anjou and Maine were sold to France,
The false revolting Normans thorough thee
call us lord, and Picardy
slain their governors, surprised our forts,
sent the ragged soldiers wounded home.

Disdain to

Hath
in rags!

And
[GO]

ACT IV,

KING HENRY VI

91-139

i,

The princely Warwick, and the Nevils all,
Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in vain,

PART

i,

140-11,

27

It is our pleasure one of them depart:
Therefore come you with us and let him go.

As hating

thee, are rising up in arms:
the house of York, thrust from the crown
shameful murder of a guiltless king,

And

Re-enter

There

lofty proud encroaching tyranny,
Burns with revenging fire; whose hopeful colours
Advance our half-faced sun, striving to shine,
Under the which is writ 'Invitis nubibus.'

all but the FIRST GENTLEMAN
WHITMORE with SUFFOLK'S BODY
WHITMORE
head and lifeless body lie,

[Exeunt

And now
By

ACT IV,

II

let his

Until the queen his mistress bury
FIRST

it.

[Exit

GENTLEMAN

O

barbarous and bloody spectacle!
His body will I bear unto the king:

The commons

here in Kent are up in arms:
And, to conclude, reproach and beggary
Is crept into the palace of our king,
And all by thee. Away! convey him hence.

If he revenge

So

will the

not, yet will his friends;

it

queen, that living held him dear.
[Exit with the body

SUFFOLK
that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder
these paltry, servile, abject drudges!
Small things make base men proud this villain here,
Being captain of a pinnace, threatens more
Than Bargulus the strong Illyrian pirate.

SCENE

Upon

II. Blackheath

:

Drones suck not

eagles' blood,

is

WHITMORE
must waft thee

SUFFOLK
Gelidus timor occupat artus it
:

thee I fear.

have cause to fear before I leave thee.
What, are ye daunted now? now will ye stoop?
shalt

FIRST GENTLEMAN
entreat him, speak

My gracious lord,

miserable age!
handicrafts-men.

it

we

rather

let

my

Stoop to the block than these knees
Save to the God of heaven and to

bow

to

which
any

in

labour in thy vocation;

to say as, let the magistrates

be

we be magis

better sign of a brave

HOLLAND
them! I see them! There's Best's son, the tan
ner of Wingham,
1 see

BEVIS

He

shall

have the skins of our enemies,

dog's-leather

to

make

of.

HOLLAND

And Dick the butcher,
BEVIS

Then

pirates.

[Exeunt WHITMORE and others with SUFFOLK

is

sin struck

throat cut like a

down

like

an ox, and

calf.

HOLLAND

CAPTAIN
set,

said,

BEVIS

Come, soldiers, show what cruelty ye can,
That this my death may never be forgot!
Great men oft die by vile bezonians:
A Roman sworder and banditto slave
Murder'd sweet Tully; Brutus' bastard hand

whose ransom we have

much

is

Thou hast hit it; for there's no
mind than a hard hand.

exempt from fear:
nobility
More can I bear than you dare execute.
CAPTAIN
Hale him away, and let him talk no more.
SUFFOLK

as for these

regarded

trates.

is

Stabb'd Julius Caesar; savage islanders
Pompey the Great; and Suffolk dies by

as

is

it

labouring men; and therefore should

my king;

And

not

HOLLAND
True; and yet

head

And sooner dance upon a bloody pole
Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom.
True

is

nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons.
BEVIS
Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen.

should honour such as these
suit: no,

BEVIS
virtue

The

fair.

Suffolk's imperial tongue is stern and rough,
Used to command, untaught to plead for favour.

Far be

then.
BEVIS
the clothier means to dress the
turn it, and set a new nap

HOLLAND

him

SUFFOLK

With humble

lath:

HOLLAND
more need to sleep now,

WHITMORE

Thou

made of a

HOLLAND
So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it
was never merry world in England since gentlemen
came up.

to thy death.

is

the

I tell thee, Jack Cade
commonwealth, and
upon it.

Walter,
Suffolk, I

BEVIS
get thee a sword, though
they have been up these two days.

They have

CAPTAIN

Come,

GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND

Come, and

but rob bee-hives:

impossible that I should die
By such a lowly vassal as thyself.
Thy words move rage and not remorse in me:
1 go of message from the queen to France;
I charge thee waft me safely cross the Channel.
It

Enter

And Smith
[61]

the weaver,

iniquity's

ACT IV,

ii,

is

and

Or rather,

DICK
of stealing a cade of herrings.

CADE
For our enemies

the spirit of putting

I

am

king, as king

down

CADE
thank you, good people: there shall be no money;
ail shall eat and drink on my score; and I will ap
parel them all in one livery, that they may agree
I

and worship

The

first

we

thing

do,

let's kill all

mean

to do. Is

CADE

CADE
DICK
well; she

I

should undo a man? Some say the bee stings!
but I say, 'tis the bee's wax; for I did but seal once
to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
How nowl who's there?
Enter some, bringing forward the CLERK OF CHATHAM
SMITH
The clerk of Chatham: he can write and read and

was a midwife.

cast accompt.

CADE

CADE
monstrous!

My wife descended of the Lacies,

SMITH

DICK

She was, indeed, a pedler's daughter, and

We took him setting of boys'
Here's a villain

SMITH

But now of late, not able to travel with her
furred pack, she washes bucks here at home,
CADE
Therefore am I of an honourable house.

!

SMITH
pocket with red

[j4tfV&]

Has a book

in his

[Aside] Ay by my faith, the field is honourable;
there was he born, under a hedge, for his father
never a house but the cage.
;

[Aside]

and
had

Nay, then, he

is

a conjuror.
DICK

hand.

CADE

am

sorry for
honour; unless

SMITH

Come

1

am.
is

J

t:

I

the man is a proper man, of mine
find him guilty, he shall not die.

am able

[Aside]

to

CLERK
DICK

question of that; for I have seen
three market-days together.

neither sword nor

him

They

use to write

it

on the top of

go

name?

or

CADE
Let

fire.

He need not fear the sword;

letters: 'twill

hard with you.

me

alone. Dost thou use to write thy

mark
dealing man?

hast thou a

SMITH
[Aside]

is

Emmanuel.

endure much.
DICK

CADE
I fear

what

thec:

thy name?

valiant.

No

whipped

must examine

hither, sirrah, I

CADE
I

*t.

Nay, he can make obligations, and write court-

CADE

A' must needs; for beggary

letters in

CADE

DICK

I

copies.

CADE

many laces.

Valiant

this

o'er,

My mother a Plantagenet,

sold

a lamentable

thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be
made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled

layer.

[Aside]

not

Nay, that

DICK
was an honest man, and a good brick

knew her

the lawyers,

DICK

My father was a Mortimer,

[Aside] I

their lord.

CADE

Silence!

He

me

DICK

Command silence.

[Aside]

and

be,

ALL

with

kings and princes,

palfry go to grass:

I will

God save your majesty!

like brothers,

shall fall before us, inspired

my

Cheapside shall

in

when

in with them.

Drum. Enter CADE, DICK the Butcher, SMITH the Weaver,
and a SAWYER, with infinite numbers
CADE
We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,
[Aside]

63-103

ii,

have ten hoops; and I will make it felony to
drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common;

spun.

HOLLAND
let's fall

:

ACT IV,

II

shall

BEVIS

Argo, their thread of life

Gome, come

PART

KING HENRY VI

28-62

for his coat

is

of

to thyself, like

an honest

plain-

CLERK

proof.

DICK
[Aside] But methinks he should stand in fear of fire,
being burnt i the hand for stealing of sheep.

Sir, I

that

I

thank God, I have been so well brought up
can write my name.

5

ALL

He

CADE

Be brave, then; for your captain is brave, and vows
reformation. There shall be in England seven half
penny loaves sold for a penny: the three-hooped pot
[62

hath confessed: away with him! he's a
and a traitor.

Away

with him,

I say!

CADE
hang him with

his

villain

pen and

ACT

IV,

ii,

KING HENRY VI

104-141

ink-horn about his neck.

[Exit one with the

fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother
are hard by, with the king's forces.
CADE"
Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell thee down. He shall

as himself:

make myself a knight presently.
Sir John Mortimer. [Rises] Now

Mark'd

for the gallows, lay your weapons down;
to your cottages, forsake this groom:
king is merciful, if you revolt.

Home

He

BROTHER

lies,

went to span-counter for French crowns, I am con
tent he shall reign; but I'll be protector over him.
DICK

furthermore, we'll have the Lord Say's head
for selling the dukedom of Maine.

CADE

And good

reason; for thereby

England mained,

CADE
Nay, answer, if you can the Frenchmen are our
enemies; go to, then, I ask but this: can he that
a
coun
speaks with the tongue of an enemy be good
:

sellor,

or no?

ALL
No, no; and therefore

we'll

have

his

head.

BROTHER
Well, seeing gentle words will not prevail,
Assail them with the army of the king.

STAFFORD
Herald, away; and throughout every town
Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade;
That those which fly before the battle ends
May, even in their wives' and children's sight,

CADE
children at one birth.

CADE
commons, follow me.
show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty.

BROTHER

And you

CADE

We will

Now

false.

for example at their doors:
that be the king's friends, follow me.
[Exeunt the two ST AFFORDS, and SOLDIERS

Be hang'd up

And you

sir.

that love the

not leave one lord, one gentleman:
Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon;
For they are thrifty honest men, and such
As would, but that they dare not, take our parts.
DICK
They are all in order and march toward us.

Ay, there's the question; but I say, 'tis true:
The elder of them, being put to nurse,
Was by a beggar-woman stolen away;

And, ignorant of his birth and parentage,
Became a bricklayer when he came to age:
His son am I; deny it, if you can.
'tis

is

fain to go with a staff, but that my puissance
holds it up. Fellow kings, I tell you that that Lord

and

STAFFORD

CADE
Marry, this: Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March,
Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, did he not?
STAFFORD

y5

for I

to, sirrah, tell

BROTHER

That's

this.

O gross and miserable ignorance!

of that?

By her he had two

BROTHER
of York hath taught you
CADE

Say hath gelded the commonwealth, and made it
an eunuch: and more than that, he can speak
French; and therefore he is a traitor.

But angry, wrathful, and inclined to blood,
If you go forward; therefore yield, or die.
CADE
As for these silken-coated slaves, I pass not:
It is to you, good people, that I speak,
Over whom, in time to come, I hope to reign;
For I am rightful heir unto the crown.
STAFFORD
Villain, thy father was a plasterer;
And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not?
CADE
And Adam was a gardener.

Ay,

Duke

And

HUMPHREY STAFFORD

And what

we; therefore get ye gone.

invented it myself.
the king from me, that, for his
father's sake, Henry the fifth, in whose time boys

and his BROTHER, with
drum and SOLDIERS
STAFFORD
Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of Kent,

The

will

Jack Cade, the
[Aside]

have at him!
Enter SIR

Ay, marry,

Go

I will

Rise up.

will you credit this base drudge's words,
That speaks he knows not what?
ALL

he

CADE
[Kneels]

SMITH

And

Fly,

To equal him,

142-184

he made a chimney in my father's house, and
the bricks are alive at this day to testify it; therefore
deny it not.
STAFFORD

CADE
am, thou particular fellow.
MICHAEL

be encountered with a man as good
is but a knight, is a'?
MICHAEL
No.

ii,

Sir,

Where's our general?
I

ACT IV,

II

CLERK

MICHAEL
MICHAEL

Enter

Here

PART

CADE
But then are we in order when we are most out of

DICK
too true; therefore he shall be king.

order.

:e 3

]

Come, march forward.

'

[Exeunt

ACT

IV,

KING HENRY VI

i~iv, 19

iii,

SCENE

PART

to the fight,

slai?L

Enter

CADE and
CADE

I desire

QUEEN

my love,

No,

How
The

speak truth, thou deservest no less. This
of the victory will I bear [putting on SIR
HUMPHREY'S brigandine]; and the bodies shall be
dragged at my horse heels till I do come to London,
where we will have the mayor's sword borne before

His army

MESSENGER
Southwark; fly,

my

lord!

is

a ragged multitude

peasants, rude and merciless:
Stafford and his brother's death
Hath given them heart and courage to proceed:
All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen,
They call false caterpillars and intend their death.
Sir

DICK

and do good, break open the

out the prisoners.

Humphrey

KING

CADE
Fear not that, I warrant thee. Gome,
towards London.

rebels are in

Of hinds and

us.

let

MESSENGER
KING
now! what news? why comest thou in such

Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer,
Descended from the Duke of Clarence' house,
And calls your grace usurper openly,
And vows to crown himself in Westminster.

to

and

should not mourn, but die for thee.

haste?

monument

gaols

I

Enter a

if

to thrive

!

1

no more

mean

his.

lamenting and mourning for Suffolk's death?
I fear me, love, if that I had been dead,
Thou wouldest not have mourned so much for me.

before thee like sheep

If we

have

Still

CADE

And,

shall

hope your highness

How now, madam

the rest

and oxen, and thou
thou hadst been in thine own
slaughter-house: therefore thus will I reward thee,
the Lent shall be as long again as it is; and thou
shalt have a license to kill for a hundred lacking one.
DICK
fell

20-58

KING

CADE
behavedst thyself as

I

wherein both the ST AFFORDS are

Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford?
DICK
Here, sir.

They

iv,

III. Another part of Blackheatk

Ay, but
Alarums

At;r IV,

II

let's

O graceless men! they know not what they do.

march

BUCKINGHAM

[Exeunt

My gracious lord,

retire to

Killingworth,
Until a power be raised to put them down.

QUEEN

SCENE IV. London. The palace

Ah, were the Duke of Suffolk now alive,
These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased
KING
Lord Say, the traitors hate thee;

Enter the KING with a supplication, and the

SUFFOLK'S head,

the

QUEEN with
DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM and the LORD
SAY

Therefore away with us to Killingworth.
SAY
So might your grace's person be in danger.
The sight of me is odious in their eyes;

QUEEN
Oft have

I

heard that grief softens the mind,

And makes

it fearful and degenerate;
Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep.
But who can cease to weep and look on this?
Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast:
But where's the body that I should embrace?
BUCKINGHAM
What answer makes your grace to the rebels' sup

And therefore in this city will I stay,
And live alone as secret as I may.
Enter another MESSENGER

MESSENGER
Jack Cade hath gotten London bridge:
The citizens fly and forsake their houses:

plication?

The

KING
send some holy bishop to entreat;
For God forbid so many simple souls

rascal people, thirsting after prey,

Join with the

I'll

To

Should perish by the sword And I myself,
Rather than bloody war shall cut them short,
Will parley with Jack Cade their general:
But stay, I'll read it over once again.

traitor,
spoil the city and

and they jointly swear
your royal court.

BUCKINGHAM

!

Then linger not, my lord; away,

take horse.

KING
Gome, Margaret; God, our hope,

QUEEN
Ah, barbarous villains! hath this lovely face
Ruled, like a wandering planet, over me,
And could it not enforce them to relent,
That were unworthy to behold the same?
KING
Lord Say, Jack Gade hath sworn to have thy head.

!

will

succour us

QUEEN

My hope is gone, now Suffolk is

deceased.

KING
Farewell,

my lord:

:

Trust nobody, for

trust not the

Kentish rebels.

BUCKINGHAM
fear you be betray'd.

ACT IV,

KING HENRY VI

59-vii, 2

iv,

PART

SAY

The

trust I

And

therefore

have

is

mine innocence,
bold and resolute.

in

am I

I

have a

LORD SCALES

the

Tower, walking. Then enter
two or three CITIZENS below

upon

is

Jack Cade

my

slain?

nor

likely to

be

SCENE VI. London. Cannon
CADE and

the rest,

and strikes

his staff on

Now is

Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting
upon London-stone, I charge and command that,
of the

city's cost, the pissing-conduit
claret wine this first year of our

run nothing

but
reign. And
henceforward it shall be treason for any that
me other than Lord Mortimer.

now
calls

Enter a SOLDIER, running

SOLDIER

Jack Cade! Jack Cade!
CADE
there.

[They kill them
SMITH
If this fellow be wise, hell never call ye Jack Cade
more: I think he hath a very fair warning.
DICK
there's

lord,

an army gathered together in

Smithfield.

CADE

Come, then, let's go fight with them: but first, go
and set London bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn
down the Tower too. Come, let's away.
[Exeunt
SCENE VII. London.

Smithfield

Alarums.

MATTHEW GOFFE

So, sirs:
others to

JACK CADE, with his company
CADE
now go some and pull down the Savoy;
the inns of court; down with them all.
enter

SMITH

is slain,

and all

the rest.

be stinking law; for his
breath stinks with eating toasted cheese.
[Aside]

it

Nay, John,

will

CADE
I

have thought upon

it, it

be

shall

the records of the realm:
parliament of England.
all

so.

Away, burn

my mouth shall be

the

HOLLAND
[Aside] Then we are like to
less his teeth be pulled out,

have biting statutes, un

CADE

And henceforward

things shall be in
Enter a MESSENGER
all

common.

My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the Lord Say, which

CADE

My

'twill

MESSENGER

Street

London-stone

Knock him down

out of

HOLLAND
Mass,

slain; for

The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower.
But get you to Smithfield and gather head,
And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe;
Fight for your king, your country, and your lives;
And so, farewell, for I must hence again. [Exeunt

Enter JACK

may come

yet.

they have
won the bridge, killing all those that withstand
them: the lord mayor craves aid of your honour
from the Tower to defend the city from the rebels.
SCALES
Such aid as I can spare you shall command;
But I am troubled here with them myself;
lord,

word.

for that

it

your mouth.
[Aside]

FIRST CITIZEN

No,

it

be sore law, then; for he was
thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole

SCALES

How now!

3-47

CADE
a lordship, thou shalt have
DICK
Only that the laws of England

SCENE V. London. The Tower

vii,

DICK
unto your lordship.

[Exeunt

Be

Enter

suit

ACT IV,

II

Then

sold the towns in France; he that

and twenty

fifteens,

and one

made

us

pay one

shilling to the

the last subsidy.
Enter GEORGE BEVIS, with

the

pound,

LORD SAY

CADE
Well, he shall be beheaded for

it ten times. Ah, thou
thou buckram lordl now art
thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction regal.
What canst thou answer to my majesty for giving up
of Normandy unto Mounsieur Basimecu, the dau
phin of France? Be it known unto thee by these
presence, even the presence of Lord Mortimer, that
I am the besom that must sweep the court clean of
such filth as thou art. Thou hast most traitorously
corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a gram
mar school: and whereas, before, our forefathers
had no other books but the score and the tally, thou
hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the
king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a papermill. It will be proved to thy face that thou hast men
about thee that usually talk of a noun and a verb,
and such abominable words as no Christian ear can
endure to hear. Thou hast appointed justices of
peace, to call poor men before them about matters
they were not able to answer. Moreover, thou hast
put them in prison; and because they could not read,
thou hast hanged them; when, indeed, only for that
cause
have been most worthy to live. Thou
they
dost ride in a foot-cloth, dost thou not?
SAY

say,

thou

What

serge, nay,

of that?

CADE
Marry, thou oughtest not to

let

thy horse wear a

ACT IV,

vii,

KING HENRY VI

48-91

cloak, when honester
and doublets.

men than them go in their hose
Tell

And work in their shirt

too; as myself, for example,

am a butcher.

SAY

You men

say you of Kent?

Nothing but

this; 'tis

Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ,
Is term'd the civil'st place of all this isle:
Sweet is the country, because full of riches;

let

me live!

remorse in myself with his words; but
I'll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for pleading so
well for his life. Away with him! he has a familiar
under his tongue; he speaks not o' God's name. Go,
take him away, I say, and strike off his head pres
ently; and then break into his son-in-law's house,
Sir James Cromer, and strike off' his head, and bring
them both upon two poles hither.

ALL

The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy;
Which makes me hope you are not void of pity.

It shall

I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy,
Yet, to recover them, would lose my life.
Justice with favour have I always done;
Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never.
When have I aught exacted at your hands,
But to maintain the king, the realm, and you?
Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks,
Because my book preferr'd me to the king,
And seeing ignorance is the curse of God,
Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven,

Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits,
cannot but forbear to murder me:
This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings

You

For your behoof,

CADE

be done.

SAY

Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers,
God should be so obdurate as yourselves,
How would it fare with your departed souls?

And

and save my life.
CADE
Away with him and do as I command ye.
[Exeunt some with LORD SAY
The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a head
on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute; there
shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay to
me her maidenhead ere they have it: men shall hold
of me in capite; and we charge and command thai
their wives be as free as heart can wish or tongue can
therefore yet relent,
!

tell.

thou one blow in the field?
SAY
Great men have reaching hands oft have I struck
Those that I never saw and struck them dead.

DICK

struck'st

:

GEORGE

O monstrous coward! what, to come behind folks?
SAY

These cheeks are pale

My

lord,

when

shall

we go

to

Cheapsidc and take

up commodities upon our bills?
CADE
Marry, presently.

ALL
O, brave!

for

watching for your good.
CADE
Give him a box o the ear and that will make 'em
5

red again.

SAY

Long sitting to determine poor men's causes
Hath made me full of sickness and diseases.
CADE

Ye shall have a hempen caudle

honour? speak.

my chests fill'd up with extorted gold?
Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?
Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death?

CADE

him, away with him! he speaks Latin.
SAY
but speak, and bear me where you will.

when

offended most?

I

affected wealth or

[Aside] I feel

CADE

Tut,

have

gs-viii, 3

Are

O,

SAY
'bona terra, mala gens.'

Away with
Hear me

I

vii,

These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedding,
This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts.

of Kent,

DICK

What

ACT IV,

II

me wherein

Have

DICK
that

PART

then and the help of

Re-enter one with the heads

CADE
not this braver? Let them kiss one another,
for they loved well when they were alive. Now part
them again, lest they consult about the giving up of
some more towns in France. Soldiers, defer the spoil
of the city until night: for with these borne before
us, instead of maces, will we ride through the streets;
and at every corner have them kiss. Away! [Exeunt

But

is

hatchet.

Why dost
The

DICK
thou quiver, man?
SAY

palsy,

and not

fear,

SCENE VIII. Southwark

provokes me.

CADE and all his rabblement
CADE
Up Fish Street! down Saint Magnus' Corner! kill
and knock down throw them into Thames [Sound a
parley.] What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so
Alarum and

CADE
Nay, he nods at us, as who should say, I'll be even
with you: I'll see if his head will stand steadier on a
pole, or no. Take him away, and behead him.

[66]

retreat.

!

Enter

!

,

AcrJ[V,

viii,

KING HENRY VI

4-54

bold to sound retreat or
parley,

when

I

the commons whom thou hast
misled;
here pronounce free pardon to them all,
That will forsake thee and go home in peace.
CLIFFORD
What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent,

Unto

And

And yield to mercy whilst 'tis offer'd you;
Or let a rebel lead you to your deaths?

loves the king and will embrace his
pardon,
up his cap, and say 'God save his majesty!'

the

Shake he

God

viii,

55~ix, 26

ever feather so lightly blown to and fro as this
multitude? The name of Henry the Fifth hales them
to an hundred mischiefs and makes them leave me
desolate. I see them lay their heads together to sur
prise me. My sword make way for me, for here is no"
staying. In despite of the devils and hell, have
through the very middest of you! and heavens and
honour be witness that no want of resolution in me,,
but only my followers* base and ignominious trea
sons, makes me betake me to my heels.
[Exit

BUCKINGHAM
What, is he fled? Go some, and follow him;
And he that brings his head unto the king
Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward.

Who hateth him and honours not his father,
Henry

IV,

Was

BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD, attended
BUCKINGHAM
Ay, here they be that dare and will disturb thee:
Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king
Enter

Fling

ACT

II

command

them kill?

Who

PART

fifth,

his

that

weapon

save the king!

made

all

France to quake,

and pass by.
ALL

at us

God

[Exeunt some of them

Follow me,

To

reconcile

save the king!

CADE
What, Buckingham and Clifford, are ye so brave?
And you, base peasants, do ye believe him? will you
needs be hanged with your pardons about your
necks? Hath my sword therefore broke through
London gates, that you should leave me at the White
Hart in Southwark? I thought ye would never have
given out these arms till you had recovered your an
cient freedom: but you are all recreants and das
tards, and delight to live in slavery to the nobility.
Let them break your backs with burthens, take your
houses over your heads, ravish your wives and
daughters before your faces: for me, I will make
shift for one; and so, God's curse light
upon you all!
ALL
We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade!

a
unto the king.

soldiers: we'll devise

you

all

SCENE IX. Kenilworth
Sound

mean
[Exeunt

Castle

trumpets. Enter KING, QUEEN, and SOMERSET,

on the terrace

KING

Was

ever king that joy 'd an earthly throne,
And could command no more content than I?
No sooner was I crept out of my cradle
But I was made a king, at nine months old.

Was
As

never subject long'd to be a king

do long and wish to be a subject.
Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD
BUCKINGHAM
Health and glad tidings to your majesty!
I

KING

Why, Buckingham,

Or is he

is

the traitor

Cade

surprised?

but retired to make him strong?

Enter, below> multitudes, with halters about their necks

CLIFFORD

CLIFFORD

Cade the son of Henry the Fifth,
That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him?

He is

Will he conduct you through the heart of France,
the meanest of you earls and dukes?

Expect your highness' doom, of life or death.
KING
Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates,
To entertain my vows of thanks and praise!
Soldiers, this day have you redeem d your lives,
And show'd how well you love your prince and

Is

And make

he hath no home, no place to fly to;
to live but by the spoil,
Unless by robbing of your friends and us.
Were 't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar,
The fearful French, whom you late vanquished,
Should make a start o'er seas and vanquish you?
Methinks already in this civil broil
Alas,

Nor knows he how

I see

them lording

it

in

London

streets,

unto all they meet.
Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry,
Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy.
To France, to France, and get what you have lost;

Crying

'Villiago!'

Spare England, for it is your native coast:
Henry hath money, you are strong and manly;
God on our side, doubt not of victory.
ALL
A Clifford! a Clifford! we'll follow the king and
Clifford.

fled,

And humbly thus,

and

all his powers do yield;
with halters on their necks,

my lord,

5

country:

Continue

still

in this so

good a mind,

And Henry, though he be infortunate,
Assure yourselves, will never be unkind:
And so, with thanks and pardon to you all,
I

do dismiss you

God

to

your several countries.
ALL

God save the king!
Enter a MESSENGER

save the king!

MESSENGER
your grace to be advertised
The Duke of York is newly come from Ireland,
And with a puissant and a mighty power
Please

it

Of gallowglasses and

stout kernes

,

ix,

marching hitherward

Is

And

in

proud array,

state, 'twixt

Cade and York

dis

tress' d;

Like to a ship

that, having 'scaped a tempest,
straightway calm'd and boarded with a pirate:
But now is Cade driven back, his men dispersed;
And now is York in arms to second him,
Is

I

pray

And

thee,

Buckingham, go and meet him,

SOMERSET

My lord,
Fll yield myself to prison willingly,
Or unto death, to do
country good.

my

KING
In any case, be not too rough in terms;
For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language.

As

all

BUCKINGHAM
and doubt not so to deal
things shall redound unto your good.

my lord;

KING
wife, let's in,

[Flourish.

SCENE X.

Exeunt

Kent. IDEN'S garden

CADE
CADE
Fie on ambition! fie on myself, that have a sword,
and yet am ready to famish! These five days have I
hid me in these woods and durst not peep out, for
all the country is laid for me; but now am I so hun
gry that if I might have a lease of my life for a thou
sand years I could stay no longer. Wherefore, on a
brick wall have I climbed into this garden, to see if
I can eat grass, or pick a sallet another while, which
is notamiss to cool aman's stomach this hotweather.
And I think this word 'sallet' was born to do me
Enter

good: for

many

a time, but for a

sallet,

my

brain

pan had been cleft with a brown bill; and many a
time, when I have been dry and bravely marching,
it

hath served

me instead of a

and now the word

5

'sallet

quart pot to drink

must serve me

in;

to feed on.

Enter IDEN

IDEN
Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court,
And may enjoy such quiet walks as these?
This small inheritance my father left me
Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy.
I seek not to wax
great by others' waning,
Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy:
Sufficeth that I have maintains my state,
And sends the poor well pleased from my gate.

come

IDEN
while England stands,
That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent,
Took odds to combat a poor famish 'd man.
Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine,
See if thou canst outface me with thy looks:
Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser;
Thy hand is but a finger to my fist,
Thy leg a stick compared with this truncheon;
My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast;
And if mine arm be heaved in the air,
Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth.
As for words, whose greatness answers words,
Let this my sword report what speech forbears.

Nay,

and learn to govern better;
For yet may England curse my wretched reign.

Gome,

soil

Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner,
But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms?
CADE
Brave thee! ay, by the best blood that ever was
broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well: I
have eat no meat these five days; yet, come thou and
thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead as
a door-nail, I pray God I may never eat grass more.

him what's the reason of these arms.
Tell him I'll send Duke Edmund to the Tower;
And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither,
Until his army be dismiss'd from him.
ask

I will,

24-75

stray, for entering his fee-simple

KING

my

x,

to seize me fora
without leave. Ah,
villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand
crowns of the king by carrying my head to him: but
I'll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow
my sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part.
IDEN
Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be,
I know thee not; why then should I betray thee?
Is 't not enough to break into my garden,
And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds,

Here's the lord of the

proclaimeth, as he comes along,
His arms are only to remove from thee
The Duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor.
stands

ACT IV,

II

CADE

still

Thus

PART

KING HENRY VI

sy-x, 23

it

shall ne'er

be

said,

CADE

By my

valour, the most complete

champion

that

ever I heard! Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut not
out the burly-boned clown in chines of beef ere thou
sleep in thy sheath, I beseech God on my knees thou
mayst be turned to hobnails.
[Here they fight.

am

C&DV falls

famine and no other hath slain me;
let ten thousand devils come
against me, and give
me but the ten meals I have lost, and I'ld defy
them all. Wither, garden; and be henceforth a
burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, be

O,

I

slain!

cause the unconquered soul of Cade is fled.
IDEN
Is 't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor?
Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed,

And hang

thee o'er my tomb when I am dead:
Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point;
But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat,
To emblaze the honour that thy master got.

CADE
Iden, farewell, and be proud of thy victory. Tell
Kent from me, she hath lost her best man, and ex
hort all the world to be cowards; for I, that never
feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by
valour.
[Dies

[68]

ACT IV,

V,

76

x,

i,

KING HENRY VI

37

PART

ACT V,

II

i,

38-78

BUCKINGHAM

How much thou wrong'st me,

heaven be

damned wretch,

my judge.

That

is

much presumption on

too

But if thy arms be

dunghill which shall be thy grave.
And there cut off thy most ungracious head;
Which I will bear in triumph to the king,
Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon.

Upon

as I thrust

Unto a

I.

YORK
claim his right,
Henry's head:

Ring, bells, aloud; burn, bonfires, clear and bright,
To entertain great England's lawful king.
Ah! sancta majestas, who would not buy thee dear?
Let them obey that know not how to rule;
This hand was made to handle nought but gold.
I cannot give due action to my words,
it;

A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul,
On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France.
Enter BUCKINGHAM
have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me?
king hath sent him, sure: I must dissemble.

Whom
The

BUCKINGHAM
York,

if

thou meanest well,

I greet

Humphrey of Buckingham,

I accept thy greeting.
Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure?

To know the reason
Or why thou, being

Command my

a subject as I am,
Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn,
Should raise so great a power without his leave,
Or dare to bring thy force so near the court.

YORK
speak, my choler is so great:
rocks and fight with flint,
so angry at these abject terms;

[Aside"] Scarce
I could

O,
I

am

And now,

can

I

hew up

like

Is his to use, so

must make fair weather yet a while,
Till Henry be more weak and I more strong.
Buckingham, I prithee, pardon me,
That I have given no answer all this while;
melancholy.
My mind was troubled with deep
The cause why I have brought this army hither
Is to remove proud Somerset from the king,
Seditious to his grace and to the state.

my sons,

Somerset

I

have,

may die.

BUCKINGHAM
York, I commend this kind submission:
We twain will go into his highness' tent.
Enter KING and ATTENDANTS
KING
Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us,
That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm?

YORK
submission and humility
York doth present himself unto your highness.

In

all

KING

Then what

intends these forces thou dost bring?

YORK

To heave the traitor Somerset from hence,
And fight against that monstrous rebel Cade,

Who since I heard to be discomfited.

Enter IDEN, with CADE'S head

IDEN
If one so rude

and of so mean condition

the presence of a king,
Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head,
The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew.

May pass into

KING
of Cade! Great God, how just art Thou!
O, let me view his visage, being dead,
That living wrought me such exceeding trouble.
Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him?

The head

Ajax Telamonius,

On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury.
I am far better born than is the king,
More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts:
But

eldest son, nay, all

As pledges of my fealty and love;
I'll send them all as willing as I live:
Lands, goods, horse, armour, any thing

liege,

of these arms in peace;

prisoner.

Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers.
Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves;
Meet me to-morrow in Saint George's field,
You shall have pay and every thing you wish.
And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry,

BUCKINGHAM
our dread

is

YORK

thee well.

YORK

A messenger from Henry,

he prisoner?

honour, he

[Exit

Enter YORK, and his army of Irish, with drum and colours

Except a sword or sceptre balance

YORK
is

BUCKINGHAM

Fields between Dartford and Blackheath

From Ireland thus comes York to
And pluck the crown from feeble

to

thine honour,

Upon mine

ACT V
SCENE

thy part:

no other end,
The king hath yielded unto thy demand:
The Duke of Somerset is in the Tower.

the curse of her that bare thee;
And
thy body in with my sword,
So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell.
Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels

Die,

IDEN
your majesty.
KING
.

I

was, an

J

t

like

How art thou

call'd?

and what

is

thy degree?

IDEN

I

Alexander Iden, that's my name;
A poor esquire of Kent, that loves

his king.

BUCKINGHAM
So please it you, my lord, 'twere not amiss
He were created knight for his good service.
KING
Iden, kneel down. [He kneels.} Rise up a knight.

69]

KING HENRY VI

ACT V, i^79-i

PART

We give

thee for reward a thousand marks.,
And will that thou henceforth attend on us.
IDEN
May Iden live to merit such a bounty,

And

never

Health and

[Kneels

thank thee, Clifford: say, what news with thee?
Nay, do not fright us with an angry look:

We are thy sovereign,
For thy mistaking

head,

face.

YORK

How now! is Somerset at liberty?
Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts,
let

thy tongue be equal with thy heart.

Shall I endure the sight of Somerset?
False king! why hast thou broken faith with me,
Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse?
King did I call thee? no, thou art not king,
Not fit to govern and rule multitudes,
Which darest not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor.
That head of thine doth not become a crown;

Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff,
And not to grace an awful princely sceptre.

whom heaven created for thy ruler.
SOMERSET

monstrous

traitor

!

Of capital

I arrest thee,

York,

treason 'gainst the king and crown:
Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace.

YORK

1

my sons to

know, ere they

They'll

pawn

will

have

me

their swords for

go

[Exit ATTENDANT
to ward,

my enfranchisement.

.

my surety will refuse the boys
Enter

our words will serve.

if words will not,

then our weapons shall.
CLIFFORD
Why, what a brood of traitors have we here!

YORK
Look

and call thy image so:
I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor.
Call hither to the stake my two brave bears,
That with the very shaking of their chains
They may astonish these fell-lurking curs:
Bid Salisbury and Warwick come to me.
in a glass,

WARWICK and SALISBURY

we'll bait thy bears to death,
the bear-ward in their chains,
If thou darest bring them to the
baiting place.

RICHARD
Oft have

seen a hot o'erweening cur
Run back and bite, because he was withheld;
Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw,
I

clapp'd^his

QUEEN

between

his legs

and

cried:

YORK

we

shall heat

you thoroughly anon.
CLIFFORD

!

here comes Clifford to
deny their bail.

tail

such a piece of service will you do,
If you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick.
CLIFFORD
Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump,
As crooked in thy manners as thy
shape!

Nay,

EDWARD and RICHARD

See where they come: I'll warrant
they'll
good.
Enter CLIFFORD and her son

And

if

RICHARD

And

Hath

blood-bespotted Neapolitan,
Outcast of Naples, England's bloody
scourge!
The sons of York, thy betters in their birth,
Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those
for

Ay, noble father,

And

[Exit BUCKINGHAM

That

Will you not, sons?

Are these thy bears?

QUEEN

YORK

him.

YORK

And manacle

Gall hither Clifford; bid him come amain,
To say if that the bastard boys of York
Shall be the surety for their traitor father.

O

arrested, but will not obey;
His sons, he says, shall give their words for

CLIFFORD

my bail:

be

QUEEN

He is

Enter the EARLS OF

Wouldst have me kneel? first let me ask of these,
If they can brook I bow a knee to man.
Sirrah, call in

Clifford, kneel again;
thee.

we pardon

EDWARD

That gold must round engirt these brows of mine,
Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear,
Is able with the
change to kill and cure.
Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up,
And with the same to act controlling laws.
Give place: by heaven, thou shalt rule no more
O'er him

so,

CLIFFORD
This is my king, York, I do not mistake;
But thou mistakest me much to think I do:
To Bedlam with him! is the man grown mad?
KING
Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious humour
Makes him oppose himself against his king.
CLIFFORD
He is a traitor; let him to the Tower,
And chop away that factious pate of his.

QUEEN

And

CLIFFORD
happiness to my lord the king!

I

:

his

all

1^4-164

i,

YORK

but true unto his liege!
[Rises
Enter QUEEN and SOMERSET
KING
See, Buckingham, Somerset comes with the queen
Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke.
live

For thousand Yorks he shall not hide
But boldly stand and front him to his

Ac IT V,

II

Take heed,

make

it

lest

by your heat you burn

yourselves.

KING

Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow?
Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver
hair,
Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son!
What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the

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ruffian.

ACT V,

KING HENRY VI

165-210

i,

And seek for sorrow with
O, where
If it

ACT V,

II

faith?

shall it find a harbour in the earth?
Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war,
And shame thine honourable age with blood?
Why art thou old, and want'st experience?
Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it?
For shame in duty bend thy knee to me,
That bows unto the grave with mickle age.
SALISBURY
My lord, I have consider'd with myself

RICHARD
Fie! charity, for shame! speak not in spite,
For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night.

YOUNG CLIFFORD
Foul stigmatic, that's more than thou canst

title

in

The

rightful heir to England's royal seat.

If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell.
[Exeunt severally

of this most renowned duke;

SCENE

my conscience do repute his grace

Alarums
Clifford of

And

SALISBURY
I have.

KING
Canst thou dispense with heaven

for such an oath?
SALISBURY
It is great sin to swear unto a sin,
But greater sin to keep a sinful oath.
Who can be bound by any solemn vow
To do a murderous deed, to rob a man,
To force a spotless virgin's chastity,
To reave the orphan of his patrimony,
To wring the widow from her custom'd right,
And have no other reason for this wrong
But that he' was bound by a solemn oath?

QUEEN
needs no sophister.

arm himself.

CLIFFORD

warrant

thee, if

dreams prove

true.

WARWICK
You were best to go to bed and dream again,
To keep thee from the tempest of the field.
CLIFFORD
I am resolved to bear a greater storm
Than any thou canst conjure up to-day;

And

that

Might

I

write

upon thy burgonet,
but know thee by thy household badge.
I'll

Cumberland,

'tis

Warwick

calls:

thou dost not hide thee from the bear,
Now, when the angry trumpet sounds alarum,
And dead men's cries do fill the empty air,
Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me:
Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland,
Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms.
Enter

How now, my noble lord!

YORK
what,

all a-foot?

YORK

The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed,
But match to match I have encounter'd him,
And made a prey for carrion kites and crows
Even of the bonny beast he loved so well.
Enter CLIFFORD

WARWICK
both of us the time

is

come.

YORK

Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou hast,
I am resolved for death or dignity,
first I

WARWICK

if

Of one or

YORK

The

Enter

WARWICK

Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto me?

-KING
Call Buckingham, and bid him

II. Saint Albarfs

to the battle.

KING

A subtle traitor

tell.

RICHARD

!

The

29

And so to arms, victorious father,
To quell the rebels and their complices.

Where

And

2ii-ii,

i,

YOUNG CLIFFORD

thy spectacles?

O, where is loyalty?
be banish'd from the frosty head,
is

PART

WARWICK

Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase,
I myself must hunt this deer to death.

For

WARWICK
Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou
As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day,
It grieves

my soul to leave thee unassail'd.

[Exit

CLIFFORD

What seest thou

in

me, York?

why dost thou pause?

YORK
With thy brave bearing should I be in
But that thou art so fast mine enemy.

love,

CLIFFORD

Nor should thy prowess want
But that

'tis

praise and esteem
in treason.

shown ignobly and

YORK

me now against

So

let it

Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest,
The rampant bear chain' d to the ragged staff,

As

I in justice

This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet,
As on a mountain top the cedar shows
That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm,
Even to affright thee with the view thereof.

My soul and body on the action both!

CLIFFORD
And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear,
And tread it under foot with all contempt,
Despite the bear-ward that protects the bear.

fight'st.

help

and true

thy sword,

right express

it.

CLIFFORD

YORK

A dreadful lay! Address thee instantly.
[They fight^ and CLIFFORD falls

CLIFFORD

La

fin

couronne

les ceuvres.

[Dies

YORK
Thus war hath given thee

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peace, for thou art

still,

ACT V,

KING HENRY VI

30-77

ii,

Peace with

his soul,

if it

heaven,

be thy

will!

If you be ta'en, we
our fortunes: but

[Exit

Of all

YOUNG CLIFFORD
YOUNG CLIFFORD

confusion!

all is

on the

that

But that my heart's on future mischief set,
I would speak blasphemy ere bid you ily:
But fly you must; uncurable discomfit
let

the vile world end,
the premised flames of the last day
Knit earth and heaven together!
Now let the general trumpet blow his blast,

Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.
for your relief! and we will live
To see their day and them our fortune give;

Away,
Away,

SCENE

That winter

turn'd to stone: and while 'tis mine,
It shall be stony. York not our old men
spares;
:

contusions

who

and

to fight.

And,

like

Three times to-day I nolp him to his horse,
Three times bestrid him; thrice I led him off,
Persuaded him from any further aet:
But still, where danger was, still there I met him;

And

SOMERSET

But, noble as he

is

RICHARD
thou there;
So,
For underneath an alehouse' paltry
sign,
The Castle in Saint Alban's, Somerset
Hath made the wizard famous in his death.
Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still:
Priests pray for enemies, but
princes kill.
[Exit
others

for

shame, away!

the heavens? good
Margaret, stay.

QUEEN
you'll

God knows how long it is I have to live;
And it hath pleased him that three times to-day
You have defended me from imminent death.
Well, lords, we have not got that which we have:
'Tis not enough our foes are this time
fled,
Being opposites of such repairing nature.

YORK
I

know our

safety

is

to follow

them;

For, as I hear, the king is fled to London,
call a present court of
parliament.
Let us pursue him ere the writs
go forth.

KING

What^are you made of?

Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day;
By the mass, so did we all. I thank yon, Richard:

To

QUEEN

my lord! you are slow;

look where he comes.
Enter SALISBURY

is,

SALISBURY

lie

QUEEN, and

hangings in a homely house,
his will in his old feeble
body.

like rich

So was

killed

Fight. Excursions. Enter KING,

in rage forgets

all

RICHARD

[Exit, bearing off his father

Can we outrun

Aged

My noble father,

Into as many gobbets will I cut it
As wild Medea young Absyrtus did:
In cruelty will I seek out my fame.
Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house:
As did JEneas old Anchises bear,
So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders;
But then ^Eneas bare a living load,
Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine.

Away,

lion,

can report of him,

not have to do with pity:

infant of the house of York,

RICHARD and SOMERSET

Alban\*i

brush of time,
a gallant in the brow of youth,
Repairs him with occasion? This happy day
Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
If Salisbury be lost.

No more will I their babes tears virginal
Shall be to me even as the dew to fire,
And beauty that the tyrant oft reclaims
Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax.

Enter

M.

K.xcunt

YORK

is

I will

[

III. Fields near

Of Salisbury, who

in thy reverence and thy chair-days, thus
die in ruffian battle? Even at this sight

an

away!

Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK,
and SOLDIERS, with drum and colours

And,

I

my lord,

and petty sounds

To cease! Wast thou ordain'd, dear father,
To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve
The silver livery of advised age,

Meet

bottom

we haply

YOUNG CLIFFORD
YOUNG CLIFFORD

And

Henceforth

3

Re-enter

truly dedicate to war
self-love, nor he that loves himself

My heart

lii,

be stopp'd.

May readily

Hath no
Hath not essentially but by circumstance
The name of valour. [Seeing his dead father] O,

To

78

We

rout;

is

Particularities

if

ii,

scape,
As well we may, if not through your neglcet,
shall to London get, where you are loved,
And where this breach now in our fortunes made

Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds
Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell,
Whom angry heavens do make their minister,
Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part
Hot coals of vengeance! Let no soldier fly.

He

ACT V,

II

then should see the

Enter

Shame and

PART

nor fight nor

Now is it manhood, wisdom and

my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day:
Saint Alban's battle won
by famous York
Shall be eternized in all
age to come.
Now, by

fly:

defence,

To give the enemy way, and to secure us
By what we can, which can no more but fly.
[Alarum afar

What says Lord Warwick? shall we after them?
WARWICK
After them! nay, before
them, if we can.

Sound drums and trumpets, and

off

And more

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to

London

such days as these to us befall!

all:

[Exeunt

THE THIRD PART OF KING HENRY

VI

SYNOPSIS
riENRY VI and his adherents arrive in London after the battle of St. Albans to find Richard of
York seated on the throne in the House of Parliament, surrounded by his sons and
followers, and
upheld in his demand for the crown by the Earl of Warwick, now known as the king-maker. Each
contends that the other must yield, York arguing that
Henry has held the crown through the
usurpation of his rebellious grandfather, Henry IV, but when upon a signal from Warwick the
chamber is filled with armed men, Henry surrenders., disinheriting his own son Prince Edward of
Wales and weakly begging to be allowed to wear the crown during his lifetime, with York as Pro
tector of the Realm and Warwick as Chancellor. The
King's noblemen denounce his act with
bitter speech, leaving him alone to face the
railing of the irate Queen Margaret who proceeds to
raise an army against the York faction.
At his home in Sandal Castle, York has just yielded to the ambitious plans of his sons, Edward
and Richard, to claim the throne without further delay, when word is brought of Margaret ad
vancing with an army greatly outnumbering their

woman-general,

his family goes

down

forces,

to defeat in a battle

and, sneering in over-confidence at the
near Wakefield.

Encountering York's youngest son, the Earl of Rutland, as he tries to escape from the castle
with his tutor, the raging Clifford, thirsting for revenge, kills the lad as he pleads piteously for his
life. York himself is
captured in a moment of exhaustion after the fierce fighting, and the Queen

mocks him by placing a paper crown on

before Clifford

death, afterwards ordering his head set

gates of York.

his head
up over the

and she

brutally stab

him

to

Warwick, whose forces have suffered defeat in an engagement with the Queen's army at St.
Albans, now joins Edward and Richard, sons of the dead York, and together they resolve to fight
to the finish. After defying each other in a parley of insults and recriminations, the
enemy factions

meet near Towton

where the King, reproached by Clifford and the Queen for his
and grieves as he witnesses father slaying
war, Margaret is defeated and flees to France with her son Prince

hi Yorkshire,

lack of pluck, awaits the fate of battle from a distance
son,

and

son, father, in civil

Edward; the King takes refuge in Scotland; Clifford dies of wounds and is beheaded; while Edward
of York is declared King Edward IV, his brother George is made Duke of Clarence, and the hunch
back Richard, Duke of Gloucester. Soon pining for the sight of his own country, the deposed King

Henry steals back to England through a
London and imprisoned in the Tower.

forest

where he

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is

recognized by two gamekeepers, sent to

Immediately after Edward's coronation, Warwick hastens to France to cement relations be
tween the two countries by obtaining for the new monarch the hand of Lewis XPs sister-in-law
Bona, but in his absence Edward falls in love with the Lady Elizabeth Grey when she appears be
fore him to beg for the rights of her fatherless children, and since she will not consider dishonorable
relations

by Queen Margaret who
but in

her. At the French court, Warwick meets and is hotly denounced
bent on securing Lewis' help to regain the English crown for Henry,

he imprudently marries
is

proposed marriage is arranged. Just as the negotiations are being
Edward's
news
of
marriage to Lady Grey arrives, and, thoroughly incensed
completed, however,
at this breach of honor with the French and the insult to himself, Warwick renounces his allegiance

to

spite of her opposition the

King Edward and joins

as a pledge of

forces with

good faith, the

Lewis and Margaret to restore Henry to the throne, offering,
eldest daughter to the manly young Prince Edward of

hand of his

Wales.
York's treacherous sons, Gloucester and Clarence, having quarreled, Gloucester, to further his
supports Edward, while Clarence joins Warwick and is betrothed to his second

own dark schemes,

daughter. The invading forces are successful, Edward is captured and deposed, Henry is released
from the Tower and placed on the throne, but resigns his government to Warwick and Clarence in
order to retire to a simple life.

Escaping to Burgundy by Gloucester's aid, Edward soon returns with an army with which he
York estates, marches on London, throws Henry back in prison, and, resuming the
crown, sets out to Coventry to meet Warwick. Just as the Earl is mustering all his available forces

recovers the

for the battle, the deceitful Clarence, at the instigation of Gloucester,

removes the red rose from

his

helmet, deserts Warwick with a large body of troops, and the great king-maker is overthrown and
slain, fighting valiantly. Margaret, bringing reinforcements from France, is defeated near Tewkes-

bury and taken prisoner with Prince Edward who is cruelly stabbed by the three York brothers as
he stoutly maintains his rights to the throne. Gloucester, intent on paving his own way to the
throne, hastens to the Tower in London and kills Henry as he is quietly reading. Edward and
Elizabeth with their infant son reclaim the throne;
and the sinister Gloucester bides his time.

Queen Margaret

is

ransomed by her

father;

HISTORICAL DATA
This continuation of the history of the Houses of
Yorke and Lancaster appears to have come directly
from The True Tragedie of Richard Duke of Torke and
the Death of good King Henrie the Sixt which was
published in quarto form in 1595, and is one of the
plays attributed variously to Marlowe,
Peele and Shakespeare himself.

Greene,

In general, authorities incline to the opinion that
the quarto editions of both Part Two and Part
Three (1594-1595) are garbled acting versions, and
that from correct copies
the
Shakespeare
prepared

revised versions that, with a few
important additions, appeared in the First Folio.

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:i

A

crown

to

York;

and, lords,

bow low

HENRY

to

VI,

him.

PART

**

HI

THE THIRD PART OF KING HENRY

VI

DRAMATIS PERSONS
KING HENRY

the Sixth.

EDWARD, PRINCE OF WALES,
LEWIS

XI.

HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a youth.
LORD RIVERS, brother to Lady Grey.
SIR WILLIAM STANLEY.
SIR JOHN MONTGOMERY.

his SOn.

KING OF FRANCE.

DUKE OF SOMERSET.
DUKE OF EXETER.
EARL OF OXFORD.
EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND.
EARL OF WESTMORELAND.
LORD CLIFFORD.

LIEUTENANT of the Tower.
A NOBLEMAN.

RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of Tork.
EDWARD, Earl of March, afterwards\
I
King Edward IV.,
\his sons.
EDMUND, Earl of Rutland,

TWO KEEPERS.
A HUNTSMAN.
A SON that has killed his father.
A FATHER that has killed his son.

SIR JOHN SOMERVILE.
TUTOR to Rutland.

MAYOR

GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Clarence, (
RICHARD, afterwards Duke of Gloucester,)
DUKE OF NORFOLK.
MARQUESS OF MONTAGUE,
EARL OF WARWICK.
EARL OF PEMBROKE.

LORD HASTINGS.
LORD STAFFORD.
SIR JOHN MORTIMER.
tUeltS
SIR HUGH MORTIMER ,\
)

1

ACT
SCENE

I.

QUEEN MARGARET.
LADY GREY, afterwards Queen

t0

England and France.

~
** Duki
_,,

,

NORFOLK

I

Such hope have

the

WARWICK

and breaking

I

all

the line of John of Gaunt!

RICHARD
King Henry's head.

to shake

hope

WARWICK
do

Victorious Prince of York,
Before I see thee seated in that throne
Which now the house of Lancaster usurps,

YORK

battle's front,

Thus do

And

While we pursued the horsemen of the north,
He slily stole away and left his men:
Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland,
Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
Cheer'd up the dropping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford, all a-breast,

I

And
For

in

EDWARD

these eyes shall never close.
the palace of the fearful king,
this the regal seat: possess it, York;
is

and not King Henry's heirs'.
YORK
Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and I will;
For hither we have broken in by force.
NORFOLK
this

We'll

Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham,
Is either slain or wounded dangerously;
I cleft his beaver with a downright blow:

I.

vow by heaven

This

the swords of common soldiers slain.

so

is

thine,

all assist

you; he that

Lord

That

this is true, father,

behold

brother, here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood,

soldiers, stay

and lodge by

me and

them what I did.
[Throwing down the DUKE OF SOMERSET'S head
YORK
tell

Richard hath best deserved of all my sons.
But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset?

me

my lords;
this night.

[They go up

WARWICK

And when

the king comes, offer him no violence,
Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce.

RICHARD
for

shall die.

Thanks, gentle Norfolk: stay by me,

And,

his blood.

Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd.
Speak thou

flies

YORK

MONTAGUE
And,

WATCH

MEN, &C.

London. The Parliament-house

Charged our main

.

SOLDIERS, ATTENDANTS, MESSENGERS,

T
1 WONDER how the king escaped our hands.

Were by

Edward IV.
'

SCENE
.

to

French Queen.

sister to the

BONAj

DUKE OF YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD,
NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and SOLDIERS

Alarum. Enter

of York.

YORK

The queen

this

day here holds her parliament,

But little thinks we shall "be of her council:
By words or blows here let us win our right.

RICHARD

Arm'd
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as

we are,

let's

stay within this house.

ACT

1,

KING HENRY VI

1,39-77

PART

Acrr

III

WARWICK

bashful

Hath made

'Twas

Thy

father

Whom

look where the sturdy rebel sits,
Even in the chair of state belike he means,
Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer,
To aspire unto the crown and reign as king.
Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father,

WARWICK
True, Clifford; and that's Richard Duke of York.
KING HENRY
And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne?

YORK

It

must and

shall

be

so:

content thyself.

WARWICK
Be Duke of Lancaster;

let

him. be king.

of Westmoreland shall maintain.

WARWICK
That we

shall disprove

it.

You

forget

are those which chased

you from the field,
slew your fathers, and with colours spread
March'd through the city to the palace gates.

And
his favourites and
NORTHUMBERLAND

not, heavens

his friends.

be revenged on me!
CLIFFORD

thereof makes Clifford

mourn in

we

suffer this? let's

And, by

CLIFFORD
Patience is for poltroons, such as he:
He durst not sit there, had your father lived.
gracious lord, here in the parliament
Let us assail the family of York.

lives

WARWICK

My

Poor

Clifford!

how

I scorn his worthless threats!

YORK

NORTHUMBERLAND

Will you

we show our

title

to the

If not, our swords shall plead

it so.

it

crown?

in the field.

KING HENRY

Ah, know you not the city favours them,
And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?
EXETER
But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly.

What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown?
Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York;
Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, Earl of March:

I am the son of Henry the Fifth,
Who made the Dauphin and the

KING HENRY
Far be the thought of this from Henry's -heart,
To make a shambles of the parliament-house!
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.
Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
I am thy
sovereign.

And

seized

upon

their

French to stoop,
towns and provinces.

WARWICK
Talk not of France,

thou hast lost it all.
KING HENRY
The lord protector lost it, and not I:
When I was crown'd I was but nine months old.

YORK

am

it.

drops of blood were in my father's veins.
CLIFFORD
Urge it no more; lest that, instead of words,
I send thee, Warwick, such a
messenger
As shall revenge his death before I stir.

KING HENRY

I

grief;

thou and thy house shall rue

Than

it.

patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland.

Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be
KING HENRY

his soul,

WESTMORELAND
Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons,
Thy kinsmen and thy friends, I'll have more

steel.

pluck him down:

My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook

NORTHUMBERLAND
remember it to my

Yes, Warwick, I

WESTMORELAND
shall

You

thine.

sith

RICHARD
and

are old enough now,

yet,

methinks, you

lose.

EXETER
For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of
York.

usurping Henry.
CLIFFORD
should he follow but his natural king?

And Warwick

revenge

Be

crown.

this

He is
And that the Lord

and you both have vow'd

On him, his sons,

What,

traitor to the

WESTMORELAND
both king and Duke of Lancaster;

:

The hope

was a

In following

My lords,

be

earldom was.

as the

Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown,

Neither the king, nor he that loves him best,
The proudest he that holds up Lancaster,
Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells.
I'll plant
Plantagenet, root him up who dares:
Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown.
Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBER
LAND, WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and the rest
KING HENRY

If I

my inheritance,

WARWICK

YORK
Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute:
I mean to take
possession of my right.
WARWICK

Clifford;

115

EXETER

Henry deposed, whose cowardice
us by-words to our enemies.

And thine, Lord

78

YORK

The bloody parliament shall this be call'd,
Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king,

And

I, i,

Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head.

EDWARD
Sweet

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father,

do

so; set it

on your head.

ACT

I,

i,

KING HENRY VI

116-153

MONTAGUE
and honourest-arms,

Good

it

Deposed he

out and not stand cavilling thus.

RICHARD
Sound drums and trumpets, and the king
KING HENRY
and give King Henry leave

WARWICK
Plantagenet shall speak

first:

And

King Henry, be thy title right or wrong,
Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence:
May that ground gape and swallow me alive,
Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father!
KING HENRY

-

hear him, lords;

my winding-sheet. Why faint you,
and

it,

shalt

WARWICK

Or I will fill the house with armed men,
And over the chair of state, where now he

lords?

selves

My

his king.

Let

KING HENRY
Lord of Warwick, hear me but one word:

me

for this

KING HENRY

know not what

Tell me,

may not a

to say;

my

king adopt an heir?

KING HENRY

am

then

I

lawful king;

For Richard, in the view of many lords,
Resign' d the crown to Henry the Fourth,
Whose heir my father was, and I am his.

WARWICK

What good

is

YORK

He rose against him, being his sovereign,
And made him to resign his crown perforce.

Base, fearful

Suppose,

my lords,

he did

it

CLIFFORD

Come,

is

the right,

and

therefore

Farewell,

NORTHUMBERLAND

lawful king.

KING HENRY
from me, and turn

[Aside] All will revolt

.

to

NORTHUMBERLAND
Plantagenet, for

all

the claim thou

Think not that Henry

shall

the queen these news.

WESTMORELAND
faint-hearted and degenerate king,

Be thou a prey unto the house of York,
And die in bands for this unmanly deed!

Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not?
EXETER
is

tell

In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides.

pardon me.

YORK

My conscience tells me he

cousin, let us

of Exeter?

EXETER
His

articles.

Nor I.
reign.

KING HENRY
us,

cannot stay to hear these

NORTHUMBERLAND

No; for he could not so resign his crown
But that the next heir should succeed and

Duke

WESTMORELAND
and despairing Henry!

WESTMORELAND
I

crown?

EXETER

Art thou against

England and himself!

CLIFFORD

unconstrain'd,

prejudicial to his

this to

How hast thou injured both thyself and us!

WARWICK
Think you 'twere

king.

Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs,
And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou livest.
KING HENRY
1 am content: Richard Plantagenet,
Enjoy the kingdom after my decease.
CLIFFORD
What wrong is this unto the prince your son!

weak.

then?

An if he may,

my life-time reign as
YORK

title's

YORK

What

sits,

Write up his title with usurping blood.
[He stamps with his foot, and the SOLDIERS show them

be king.

YORK

[Aside] I

resign thy crown.
or what conspire you, lords?

Do right unto this princely Duke of York,

the Fourth by conquest got the crown.

'Twas by rebellion against

my heart!

Henry of Lancaster,

What mutter you,

KING HENRY

Henry

thy words revive

YORK

better far than his.

Henry, and thou

how

Clifford,

WARWICK
Prove

art deceived:

CLIFFORD
to speak.

Wherein my grandsire and my father sat?
No: first shall war unpeople this my realm;
Ay, and their colours, often borne in France,
And now in England to our heart's great sorrow,
Shall be

shall be, in despite of all.

'tis not
thy southern power,
Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent,
Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud.
Can set the duke up in despite of me.

be you silent and attentive too,
For he that interrupts him shall not live.
KING HENRY
Think' st thou that I will leave my kingly throne.

My title's good,

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i,

Of Essex,

will fly.

Sons, peace!

Peace, thou!

I,

NORTHUMBERLAND

Thou

YORK

ACT

III

WARWICK

brother, as thou lovest

Let's fight

PART

CLIFFORD
In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome,
Or live in peace abandon' d and despised!

him.

[Exeunt

NORTHUMBERLAND, CLIFFORD, and WESTMORELAND

WARWICK

lay'st,

be so deposed.

Turn
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this

way, Henry, and regard them not.

ACT

I,

KING HENRY VI

190-222

i,

Thou

EXETER
They seek revenge and therefore

will not yield.

KING HENRY
Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but

:

my son,

But be it as it may: I here entail
The crown to thee and to thine heirs for ever;
Conditionally, that here thou take an oath

To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live,
To honour me as thy king and sovereign,
And neither by treason nor hostility
To seek to put me down and reign thyself.
YORK
and will perform.
WARWICK

willingly take

I

King Henry! Plantagenet, embrace him,
KING HENRY
And long live thou and these thy forward sonsl
YORK
Now York and Lancaster are reconciled,
EXETER
Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes!
live

[Sennet.

Here

they

come down

YORK

my gracious lord;

I'll

WARWICK
keep London with my

to

my

castle.

soldiers.

NORFOLK

And

I to

Norfolk with

my followers.

MONTAGUE
And I unto the sea from whence I came.
[Exeunt YORK and his SONS, WARWICK, NORFOLK,
MONTAGUE,

their

SOLDIERS, and ATTENDANTS

KING HENRY
with grief and sorrow, to the court.
Enter QUEEN MARGARET and the PRINCE OF WALES

And

I,

EXETER
Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her
anger:
I'll steal

KING HENRY

thee.

and I will
QUEEN MARGARET

patient, gentle queen,

Who

!

What

is it, but to make
thy sepulchre,
creep into it far before thy time?
Warwick is chancellor and the lord of Calais;
Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas;
The duke is made protector of the realm;
And yet shalt thou be safe? such safety finds
The trembling lamb environed with wolves.

Had

The

am

I been there, which
a silly
soldiers should have toss'd

woman,

me on

their pikes,

Before I would have granted to that act.
But thou preferr'st thy life before thine honour:
And seeing thou dost, I here divorce myself

Both from thy

table, Henry, and thy bed,
Until that act of parliament be repeal'd,
Whereby my son is disinherited.
The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours
Will follow mine, if once they see them spread;

And spread they shall be, to thy foul
And utter ruin of the house of York.

disgrace

Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away;
Our army is ready; come, we'll after them.
KING HENRY
and hear rne speak.

Stay, gentle Margaret,

QUEEN MARGARET

Thou

hast spoke too

much

already: get thee gone.

be murder 'd by his enemies.
PRINCE
When I return with victory from the field
I'll see
your grace: till then I'll follow her.
to

QUEEN MARGARET

stay.

can be patient in such extremes?
Ah, wretched man would I had died a maid,
And never seen thee, never borne thee son,
Seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father!
Hath he deserved to lose his birthright thus?
Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I,
Or felt that pain which I did for him once,
Qr nourish d him as I did with my blood,

Come,

son,

away; we
[Exeunt

may

not linger thus.

QUEEN MARGARET and

the

PRJNCE

KING HENRY

!

5

!

And

Ay,

KING HENRY

Be

Pardon me, Margaret; pardon rne, sweet son:
The Earl of Warwick and the duke enforced me.
QUEEN MARGARET
Enforced thee art thou king, and wilt be forced?
I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch
Thou hast undone thyself, thy son, and me;
And given unto the house of York such head,
As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance.
To entail him and his heirs unto the crown,

QUEEN MARGARET

I.

QUEEN MARGARET
Nay, go not from me; I will follow

KING HENRY
,

KING HENRY
Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me?

away.
Exeter, so will

disinherited thine only son.

Father, you cannot disinherit me
If you be king, why should not I succeed?

Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit.

I'll

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thy dearest heart-blood

PRINCE

Why should you sigh, my lord?

And

left

heir,

And

WARWICK

Farewell,

wouldst have

I, i,

there,

Ah, Exeter!

Long

ACT

III

Rather than have made that savage duke thine

KING HENRY

This oath

PART

to me and to her son
Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
Revenged may she be on that hateful duke.
Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle
Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!

Poor queen how love
!

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ACT

I,

The

loss

i,

KING HENRY VI

27o-ii, 32

of those three lords torments

my heart:

them and entreat them fair.
Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger.
EXETER
And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all.
I'll

write unto

PART

ACT

III

YORK
[Exeunt

Richard, enough; I will be king, or die.
Brother, thou shalt to London presently,

Thou, Richard, shalt

Enter RICHARD,

II.

And

Sandal Castle

EDWARD, and MONTAGUE
RICHARD

me leave.

Brother, though I be youngest, give

EDWARD
No,

I

can better play the orator.

But

I

have reasons strong and forcible.

MONTAGUE
DUKE OF YORK
YORK
and brother! at a

No quarrel,

but a

Gobham,
You,
my
With whom the Kentishmen will willingly rise:
In them I trust; for they are soldiers,
"

Witty, courteous, liberal, full of spirit.
While you are thus employ'd, what resteth more,
But that I seek occasion how to rise,
And yet the king not privy to my drift,
Nor any of the house of Lancaster?

strife?

the northern earls and lords
Intend here to besiege you in your castle:

slight contention.

She

is

RICHARD
on his

hard by with twenty thousand men;

YORK

life

or death.

EDWARD
therefore enjoy it now:
By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe,
It will outrun you, father, in the end.

YORK
took an oath that he should quietly reign.

EDWARD
But for a kingdom any oath may be broken:
I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year.
RICHARD
No,- God forbid your grace should be forsworn.

YORK
I shall be, if I claim

by open war.
RICHARD

prove the contrary,

if you'll

Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou that
fear them?
Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me;
My brother Montague shall post to London:
Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest,
Whom we have left protectors of the king,

hear

And

trust

policy strengthen themselves,
not simple Henry nor his oaths.

MONTAGUE
Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear it not:
And thus most humbly I do take my leave.
[Exit
Enter SIR JOHN MORTIMER and SIR HUGH MORTIMER

YORK
and Sir Hugh Mortimer, mine uncles,
You are come to Sandal in a happy hour;
The army of the queen mean to besiege us.
SIR JOHN
She shall not need; we'll meet her in the field.
Sir John

YORK

me speak.

What, with

five

son;

it is

impossible.

RICHARD

circuit

is

Elysium,

And all that poets feign of bliss and joy.
Why dp we linger thus? I cannot rest

hundred, father, for a need:
woman's general; what should we fear?
[A march

Ay, with

A

of no moment, being not took

Before a true and lawful magistrate,
That hath authority over him that swears:
Henry had none, but did usurp the place;
Then, seeing 'twas he that made you to depose,
Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous.
Therefore, to arms! And, father, do but think
How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown;

thousand men?

RICHARD

YORK

Thou canst not,

we

With powerful

Now you are heir,

Within whose

all

And therefore fortify your hold, my lord.

right depends not

is

comest thou in such

MESSENGER

The queen with

RICHARD

An oath

Why

post?

it first?

About that which concerns your grace and us;
The crown of England, father, which is yours.
YORK
Mine, boy? not till King Henry be dead.

I'll

of Norfolk,

Enter a MESSENGER

YORK

I

Duke

him

But, stay: what news?

About what?

Your

to this enterprise.

to the

privily of our intent.
Lord
Edward, shall unto

tell

Enter the

Why, how now, sons
What is your quarrel? how began
EDWARD

33-75

ii,

Until the white rose that I wear be dyed
Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart.

And whet on Warwick
SCENE

I,

five

afar off

EDWARD
I hear their drums: let's set our men in order,
And issue forth and bid them battle straight.

YORK

men to

twenty! though the odds be great,
I doubt not, uncle, of our victory.
Many a battle have I won in France,
When as the enemy hath been ten to one:
Why should I not now have the like success?
[Alarum, Exeunt
Five

[79]

PART

KING HENRY VI

ACT!,

iii,

SCENE

III. Field of battle betwixt Sandal Castle and

1-39

Wakefield

Alarums. Enter

Di

faciant laudis

Plantagenet! I come, Plantagenet!
this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade
Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood,
with this, do make me wipe off both.

TUTOR
murder not this innocent child,
Lest thou be hated both of God and man!

Congeal'd

[Exit

SOLDIERS
[Exit, dragged off by
CLIFFORD
How now! is he dead already? or is it fear
That makes him close his eyes? I'll open them.

SCENE IV. Another part

RUTLAND

YORK

devouring paws;

of the queen hath got the field:
My uncles both are slain in rescuing me;
And all my followers to the eager foe
Turn back and fly, like ships before the wind,
Or lambs pursued by hunger-starved wolves.

The army

My sons, God knows what hath bechanced them:
know, they have demean' d themselves
to renown by life or death.
Three times did Richard make a lane to me,

But

my father's blood

stopp'd the passage where thy words should

enter.

No,

if I

digg'd

up thy

And hung their rotten

ire,

RUTLAND
O,

To

me pray before I take my death!
thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me!

let

CLIFFORD

Such pity

as

my rapier's point affords.
RUTLAND

I

never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me?
CLIFFORD

Thy father hath.

the hardiest warriors did retire,
no foot of ground!'
And cried, 'A crown, or else a glorious tomb
!'
sceptre, or an earthly sepulchre
With this, we charged again: but, out, alas!
bodged again; as I have seen a swan
With bootless labour swim against the tide

Richard

cried, 'Charge! and give

!

A

forefathers' graves,
coffins up in chains,

mine

falchion, painted to the hilt

And when

We

nor ease my heart.
The sight of any of the house of York
Is as a fury to torment my soul;
And till I root out their accursed line
.And leave not one alive, I live in hell.
Therefore
[Lifting his hand
It could not slake

And thrice cried 'Courage, father! fight it out!'
And full as oft came Edward to my side,
In blood of those that had encounter 'd him:

blood open it again:
my
He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him.
CLIFFORD
Had I thy brethren here, their lives and thine
Were not revenge sufficient for me;
father's

let

men born

With purple

RUTLAND

Then

this I

Like

CLIFFORD

Hath

ofthejield

Alarum. Enter RICHARD, Duke of York

wretch

And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey,
And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder.
Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword,
And not with such a cruel threatening look.
Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die.
I am too mean a subject for thy wrath:
Be thou revenged on men, and let me live.
In vain thou speak'st, poor boy;

[Dies

!

And

Clifford,

his

summa sit ista tuae
CLIFFORD

CLIFFORD
Soldiers, away with him!

lion o'er the

therefore, die. [Stabs him

RUTLAND

TUTOR

So looks the pent-up

was born.

CLIFFORD

No cause!
Thy father slew my father;

life.

my lord, will bear him company.

That trembles under

I

hast one son; for his sake pity me,

CLIFFORD

Chaplain, away! thy priesthood saves thy
As for the brat of this accursed duke,
Whose father slew my father, he shall die.

Ah,

4O-iv, 30

Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just,
He be as miserably slain as I.
Ah, let me live in prison all my days;
And when I give occasion of offence,
Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause.

RUTLAND and his TUTOR
RUTLAND

Enter CLIFFORD and SOLDIERS

I,

I, iii,

RUTLAND
But 'twas ere

Thou

Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands?
Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes!

And

ACT

III

And

spend her strength with over-matching waves.
[A short alarum within

Ah, hark! the

fatal followers

do pursue;

And I am faint, and cannot fly their fury:
And were I strong, I would not shun their

fury:

sands are numbered that make up my life;
Here must I stay, and here my life must end.

The

Enter QUEEN MARGARET, CLIFFORD,
NORTHUMBERLAND, the yOUUg PRINCE, and SOLDIERS
Come, bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland,
I dare your quenchless fury to more rage:
I am your butt, and I abide your shot.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Yield to our mercy, proud 'Plantagenet,

[so]

ACT

I, iv,

KING HENRY VI

31-75

CLIFFORD
such mercy as his ruthless arm,
With downright payment, show'd unto my father.
Now Phaethon hath tumbled from his car,
And made an evening at the noontide prick.

Ay,

to

YORK

My ashes, as the phoenix, may bring forth
A bird that will revenge upon you all:

and

officers.

Clifford,

and

Or, with the rest, where is your darling Rutland?
Look, York: I stain'd this napkin with the blood
That valiant Clifford, with his rapier's point,
Made issue from the bosom of the boy;
And if thine eyes can water for his death,

Hold you

fly ere this!

CLIFFORD
not bandy with thee word for word,
But buckle with thee blows, twice two for one.

QUEEN MARGARET
Hold, valiant Clifford! for a thousand causes
I would prolong awhile the traitor's life.
Wrath makes him deaf: speak thou, Northumber
land.

set it on.

Ay, marry, sir, now looks he like a king!
Ay, this is he that took King Henry's chair;
And this is he was his adopted heir.
But how is it that great Plantagenet
Is crown 'd so soon, and broke his solemn oath?
As I bethink me, you should not be king
Till our King Henry had shook hands with death.

And will you pale your head in Henry's glory,
And rob his temples of the diadem,

Now in

my office, for my father's sake.
QUEEN MARGARET

Nay,

stay; let's

hear the orisons he makes.

YORK
She-wolf of France, but worse than wolves of

CLIFFORD

France,

woodcock with the

Whose tongue more

gin.

To triumph, like an Amazonian trull,
Upon their woes whom fortune captivates!

So doth the cony struggle in the net.

YORK
upon their conquer'd

poisons than the adder's tooth!

How ill-beseeming is it in thy sex

NORTHUMBERLAND

booty;

so o'er-match'd.

NORTHUMBERLAND

What would your grace have done unto him now ?
r

QUEEN MARGARET
Brave warriors, Clifford and Northumberland,
Come, make him stand upon this molehill here.
That raught at mountains with outstretched arms,
Yet parted but the shadow with his hand.
What! was it you that would be England's king?
Was t you that revell'd in our parliament,
And made a preachment of your high descent?
Where are your mess of sons to back you now?
The wanton Edward, and the lusty George?
5

And

do

CLIFFORD

war's prize to take all vantages;
And ten to one is no impeach of valour.
[They lay hands on YORK, who struggles

So triumph thieves
So true men yield, with robbers

I

[Putting a paper crown on his head

That is

is

strives the

hands, whilst

his life, against your holy oath?
O, 'tis a fault too too unpardonable!
Off with the crown; and, with the crown, his head;
And, whilst we breathe, take time to do him dead.

NORTHUMBERLAND
Hold, Clifford! do not honour him so much
To prick thy ringer, though to wound his heart:
What valour were it, when a cur doth grin,
For one to thrust his hand between his teeth,
When he might spurn him with his foot away?

Ay, ay, so

his

cow

1 will

It

grumbling voice

A crown for York! and, lords, bow low to him:

And in

thee faint

his

cheer his dad in mutinies?

should lament thy miserable state.
make me merry, York.
What, hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thine entrails
That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death?
Why art thou patient, man? thou shouldst be mad;
And I, to make thee mad, do mock thee thus.
Stamp, rave, and fret, that I may sing and dance.
Thou wouldst be fee'd, I see, to make me sport:
York cannot speak, unless he wear a crown.

YORK

Whose frown hath made

to

76-129

I prithee, grieve, to

CLIFFORD

but bethink thee once again.
thy thought o'er-run my former time;
And, if thou canst for blushing, view this face,
And bite thy tongue, that slanders him with
ardice

Dicky your boy, that with

Was wont

I, iv,

I

fear?

So cowards fight when they can fly no further;
So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons;
So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their lives,
Breathe out invectives 'gainst the

ACT

III

I give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal.
Alas, poor York! but that I hate thee deadly,

And in that hope I throw mine eyes to heaven,
Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with.

Why come you not? what! multitudes,

PART

where's that valiant crook-back prodigy,

But that thy face is, visard-like, unchanging,
Made impudent with use of evil deeds,
I would assay, proud queen, to make thee blush.
To tell thee whence thou earnest, of whom derived,
Were shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not
shameless.

Thy father bears the type of King of Naples,
Of both the Sicils and Jerusalem,
wealthy as an English yeoman.
monarch taught thee to insult?
It needs not, nor it boots thee not, proud queen,
Unless the adage must be verified,
That beggars mounted run their horse to death'.
'Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud;
But, God He knows, thy share thereof is small:

Yet not

Hath

[81]

so

that poor

ACT

I, iv,

KING HENRY VI

130-176

doth make them most admired;
contrary doth make thee wonder'd at:

PART

ACT

III

177

II,

i,

38

YORK

'Tis virtue that

The

I, iv,

of mercy, gracious God!

Open Thy gate

'Tis

My soul flies through these wounds to seek out Thee

As the Antipodes

QUEEN MARGARET
Off with his head, and set it on York gates;
So York may overlook the town of York.

government that makes them seem divine;
The want thereof makes thee abominable:
Thou art as opposite to every good

[Dies

are unto us,
the south to the septentrion.
tiger's heart wrapp'd in a woman's hide!
How couldst thou drain the life-blood of the child,
To bid the father wipe his eyes withal,
And yet be seen to bear a woman's face?
Women are soft, mild, pitiful and flexible;

Or as

O

Thou

[Flourish. Exeunt

ACT

stern, obdurate, flinty, rough, remorseless.

thou me rage? why, now thou hast thy wish:
Wouldst have me weep? why, now thou hast thy
Bid'st

will:

SCENE

A

I.

A plain

EDWARD, RICHARD, and

march. Enter

For raging wind blows up incessant showers,

And when
These

the rage allays, the rain begins.
my sweet Rutland's obsequies:
Clifford,

and

thee, false

French

woman.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Beshrew me, but his passion moves me
That hardly can I check my eyes from

so
tears.

YORK
That face of his the hungry cannibals
Would not have touch'd, would not have

RICHARD
stain'd

But you are more inhuman, more inexorable,
O, ten times more, than tigers of Hyrcania.
See, ruthless queen, a hapless father's tears:
This cloth thou dip'dst in blood of
sweet boy,
And I with tears do wash the blood away.
Keep thou the napkin, and go boast of this:
And if thou tell'st the heavy story right,

my

Upon my

And say

wonder how our princely father 'scaped,
Or whether he be 'scaped away or no
From Clifford's and Northumberland's pursuit:
Had he been ta'en, we should have heard the news;
Had he been slain, we should have heard the news;
Or had he 'scaped, methinks we should have heard
The happy tidings of his good escape,
How fares my brother? why is he so sad?

cannot joy, until I be resolved
Where our right valiant father is become.
I saw him in the battle range about;
And watch'd him how he singled Clifford forth.
Methought he bore him in the thickest troop
As doth a lion in a herd of neat;
Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs,
Who having pinch 'd a few and made them cry,
The rest stand all aloof, and bark at him.
So fared our father with his enemies;
So fled his enemies my warlike father:
Methinks, 'tis prize enough to be his son.
See how the morning opes her golden gates,
And takes her farewell of the glorious sun!
How well resembles it the prime of youth,
Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love!
I

with blood:

soul, the hearers will shed tears;
foes will shed fast-falling tears,
'Alas, it was a piteous deed!'

Yea, even

power

I

And every drop cries vengeance for his death,
fell

their

EDWARD

tears are

'Gainst thee,

II

near Mortimer's Cross in Herefordshire

my

There, take tie crown, and, with the crown,

my

curse;

And in thy need such comfort come to thee
As now I reap at thy too cruel hand!
Hard-hearted Clifford, take me from the world:

My soul to heaven, my blood upon your heads!
NORTHUMBERLAND

EDWARD
Dazzle mine eyes, or do

I see

three suns?

RICHARD
each one a perfect sun;

Had he

Three glorious

QUEEN MARGARET
What, weeping-ripe, my Lord Northumberland?
Think but upon the wrong he did us all,

But sever 'd in a pale clear-shining sky.
See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to kiss,
As if they vow'd some league inviolable:
Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun.
In this the heaven figures some event.

been slaughter-man to all my kin,
I should not for my life but weep with him,
To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul.

And

that will quickly dry thy melting tears.

CLIFFORD
Here's for

my

oath, here's for

my

[Stabbing him

QUEEN MARGARET

And

here's to right our
gentle-hearted king.
[Stabbing him

the racking clouds,

EDWARD
'Tis

father's death.

suns,

Not separated with

wondrous

strange, the like yet never
I think it cites us, brother, to the field,
That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet,

heard

Each one already blazing by our meeds,
Should notwithstanding join our lights together,

And over-shine

the earth as this the world.

of.

ACT

II,

Whatever

KING HENRY

39-88

i,

it

Upon my

PART

VI

bodes, henceforward will I bear

target three fair-shining suns.

RICHARD
Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave

His
His
I

speak

You love

ACT

III

RICHARD
if

their

How now, fair lords

EDWARD
Say how he

RICHARD

died, for I will hear

it all.

The words would add more anguish than

O valiant lord, the Duke of York

after

!

After the bloody fray at Wakefield fought,
Where your brave father breathed his latest gasp,
Tidings, as swiftly as the posts could run,

dry his cheeks
A napkin steeped in the harmless blood
Of sweet young Rutland, by rough Clifford slain:

Were brought me of your loss and

queen,
Bearing the king in

Clifford, boisterous Clifford thou hast slain
flower of Europe for his chivalry;
!

To dash our

treacherously hast thou vanquish'd him,
to

hand he would have vanquish'd

thee.

Now my soul's palace is become a prison:
Ah, would she break from hence, that this
Might in the ground be closed up in rest!
For never henceforth shall I joy again,
Never,

my body

O never, shall I see more joy!
RICHARD

my body's moisture
Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart:
Nor can my tongue unload my heart's great bur
1

cannot weep; for

all

then;

For selfsame wind that
Is

kindling coals that

And

burns

me up

I

should speak withal

fires all

my behalf along;

For by my scouts I was advertised,
That she was coming with a full intent

The

For hand

his depart.

then in London, keeper of the king,
Muster 'd my soldiers, gather'd flocks of friends,
And very well appointed, as I thought,
March'd toward Saint Alban's to intercept the
I,

taunts,

They took his head, and on the gates of York
They set the same; and there it doth remain,
The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd.
EDWARD
Sweet Duke of York, our prop to lean upon,
Now thou art gone, we have no staff, no stay.

And

slain!

Warwick, Warwick that Plantagenet,
Which held thee dearly as his soul's redemption,
Is by the stern Lord Clifford done to death.
WARWICK
Ten days ago I drown'd these news in tears;
And now, to add more measure to your woes,
1 come to tell you things sith then befalTn.

to

many scorns, many foul

is

EDWARD

crown'd the gracious duke in high despite,
in his face; and when with grief he wept,

And

the

wounds.

Laugh'd

queen gave him

should recount

baleful news, and at each word's deliverance
Stab poniards in our flesh till all were told,

Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.

ruthless

if we

Our

By many hands your father was subdued;
But only slaughter'd by the ireful arm
Of unrelenting Clifford and the queen,

The

!

army

WARWICK
What fare? what news abroad?

Great Lord of Warwick,

have heard too much.
RICHARD

for I

MESSENGER
Environed he was with many foes,
And stood against them, as the hope of Troy
Against the Greeks that would have enter'd Troy.
But Hercules himself must yield to odds;
And many strokes, though with a little axe,

Who

89-138

thou be that princely eagle's bird,
Show thy descent by gazing 'gainst the sun:
For chair and dukedom, throne and kingdom say;
Either that is thine, or else thou wert not his.
March. Enter WARWICK, MARQUESS OF MONTAGUE, and

Nay,

MESSENGER
Ah, one that was a woful looker-on
When as the noble Duke of York was slain,
Your princely father and my loving lord!

O, speak no more,

i,

EDWARD
name that valiant duke hath left with thee;
dukedom and his chair with me is left.

it,

the breeder better than the male.
Enter a MESSENGER
But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell
Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue?

II,

I cannot judge: but, to conclude with truth,
Their weapons like to lightning came and went;

Our soldiers', like the night-owl's lazy flight,
Or like an* idle thresher with a flail,
Fell gently

my breast,

with flames that tears would

quench.
is to make less the depth of grief:
Tears then for babes; blows and revenge for me!
Richard, I bear thy name; I'll venge thy death,
Or die renowned by attempting it.

To weep

late decree in parliament,

Touching King Henry's oath and your succession.
Short tale to make, we at Saint Alban's met,
Our battles join'd, and both sides fiercely fought:
But whether 'twas the coldness of the king,
Who look'd full gently on his warlike queen,
That robb'd my soldiers of their heated spleen;
Or whether 'twas report of her success;
Or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour,
Who thunders to his captives blood and death,

down,

as if they struck their friends.

them up with justice of our cause.
With promise of high pay and great rewards:
But all in vain; they had no heart to fight,
And we in them no hope to win the day;
I

cheer'd

So that we

fled;

the king unto the queen;

Lord George your brother, Norfolk and

[8 3

]

myself,

ACT

II,

KING HENRY VI

139-189

j,

PART

In haste, post-haste, are come to join with you;

And when

For in the marches here we heard you were,
Making another head to fight again.

Must Edward

the

is

Duke of Norfolk,

gentle

Warwick?

King Edward,

odds, belike,

Oft have

I

But ne'er

when

But

valiant

Warwick

WARWICK

As he

is

famous and

famed

as bold in war,

for mildness, peace,

know it well, Lord Warwick; blame me

'Tis love I bear thy glories

But in

makes

to

it,

me speak.

WARWICK
what news?

brave warriors,

let's

away.

SCENE

II, Before

York

lords.

KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, the
PRINCE OF WALES, CLIFFORD, and NORTHUMBERLAND,
with drum and trumpets

Flourish. Enter

you out;
Montague.

The proud

Enter a MESSENGER

[Exeunt

WARWICK

lords.

for

us!

Why then it sorts,

Why, therefore Warwick came to seek
And therefore comes my brother
Attend me,

up drums: God and Saint George

MESSENGER

time what's to be done?
Shall we go throw away our coats of steel,
And wrap our bodies in black mourning gowns,
Numbering our Ave-Maries with our beads?
Or shall we on the helmets of our foes
Tell our devotion with revengeful arms?

and

strike

The Duke of Norfolk sends you word by me,
The queen is coming with a puissant host;
And craves your company for speedy counsel.
WARWICK

not:

this troublous

If for the last, say ay,

Montague,

EDWARD
Then

How now!

and prayer.

RICHARD
I

valiant Richard,

RICHARD

scandal, Richard, dost thou hear;
For thou shalt know this strong right hand of mine
Can pluck the diadem from faint Henry's head,
And wring the awful sceptre- from his fist,
as

I

Then, Clifford, were thy heart as hard as steel,
As thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds,
I come to pierce it, or to
give thee mine.

his praises in pursuit,
now his scandal of retire.

Nor now my

Were he

forbid the hour
heaven forfend!

we no

fled:

heard

till

God

peril

longer, dreaming of renown,
sound the trumpets, and about our task.

Stay

to this needful war.

RICHARD

Twas

as

which

190 -ii, 23

WARWICK

WARWICK
Some six miles off the duke is with the soldiers,"
And for your brother, he was lately sent
From your kind aunt, Duchess of Burgundy,
3

fall,

i,

longer Earl of March, but Duke of York:
The next degree is England's royal throne;
For King of England shalt thou be proclaimed
In every borough as we pass along;
And he that throws not up his cap for joy
Shall for the fault make forfeit of his head.

And when came George from Burgundy to England?

With aid of soldiers

thou faiFst

II,

No

EDWARD
Where

ACT

III

QUEEN MARGARET
to this brave town of York.
Vender's the head of that arch-enemy
That sought to be encompass'd with your crown:
Doth not the object cheer your heart, my lord?

insulting queen,

my lord,

and the haught Northumberland,
And of their feather many moe proud birds,
Have wrought the easy-melting king like wax.

Welcome,

your succession,
His oath enrolled in the parliament;

KING HENRY
Ay, as the rocks cheer them that fear their wreck:
To see this sight, it irks my very soul.
Withhold revenge, dear God! 'tis not my fault,
Nor wittingly have I infringed my vow.
CLIFFORD

With

Clifford

He swore consent to

And now to London all the crew are gone,
To frustrate both his oath and what beside

May make against the house
Their power,

of Lancaster,

I think, is
thirty

thousand strong:

Now, if the help of Norfolk and myself,
With all the friends that thou, brave Earl of March,
Amongst the loving Welshmen canst procure,
Will but amount to five and
twenty thousand,
Why, Via! to London will we march amain,

And once again bestride our foaming steeds,
And once again cry 'Charge upon our foes!
3

But never once again turn back and fly.
RICHARD
Ay, now methinks I hear great Warwick speak:
Ne'er may he live to see a sunshine day,

That cries 'Retire/

if Warwick

bid

him

stay.

EDWARD
Lord Warwick, on thy shoulder

will I lean;

My gracious liege, this too much lenity
And harmful pity must be laid aside.
To whom do lions cast their gentle looks?

Not to the beast that would usurp their den.
Whose hand is that the forest bear doth lick?
Not his that spoils her young before her face.

Who

'scapes the lurking serpent's mortal sting?
that sets his foot upon her back.
smallest worm will turn
trodden

Not he

The

being
on,
doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
Ambitious York did level at thy crown,
Thou smiling while he knit his angry brows:
He, but a duke, would have his son a king,
And raise his issue, like a loving sire;

And

[84]

ACT

II,

ii,

KING HENRY VI

23-74

PART

blest with a goodly son,
Didst yield consent to disinherit him.
Which argued thee a most unloving father.

For shame,
it

Why,

Should

this

lose his birthright

goodly boy

by

his father's fault.

And long hereafter say unto his child,
'What

my great-grandfather and grandsire got
5

My careless father fondly gave away ?
Ah, what a shame were

this!

Look on the boy;

my

fortune too; therefore

KING HENRY
Full well hath Clifford play'd the orator,
Inferring arguments of mighty force.

But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear
That things ill-got had ever bad success?
And happy always was it for that son
Whose father for his hoarding went to hell?
I'll leave my son my virtuous deeds behind;
And would my father had left me no more!
For all the rest is held at such a rate
As brings a thousand-fold more care to keep

Than

any jot of pleasure.
Ah, cousin York! would thy best friends did know
How it doth grieve me that thy head is here!
QUEEN MARGARET
My lord, cheer up your spirits: our foes are nigh,
And this soft courage makes your followers faint.
in possession

You promised knighthood

to

our forward son:

Unsheathe your sword, and dub him presently.
Edward, kneel down.
KING HENRY
Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight;
And learn this lesson, draw thy sword in right.
PRINCE

My gracious father,
I'll

draw it

as

by your kingly

leave,

apparent to the crown,

And in that quarrel

use

it

it

.

George!'
March. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD, WARWICK,
NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, and SOLDIERS

EDWARD
Now, perjured Henry! wilt thou kneel for grace,
And set thy diadem upon my head;

Or bide the mortal fortune of the field?
QUEEN MARGARET

like a

Comes Warwick, backing of the Duke of York;
And in the towns, as they do march along,
Proclaims him king, and many fly to him:
Darraign your

battle, for they are at

hand.

CLIFFORD

would your highness would depart the field:
The queen hath best success when you are absent.
I

Go, rate thy minions, proud insulting boy!
Becomes it thee to be thus bold in terms
Before thy sovereign and thy lawful king?

EDWARD
and he should bow his knee;
I was adopted heir by his consent:
Since when, his oath is broke; for, as I hear,
You, that are king, though he do wear the crown,
I

am his king,

Have caused him, by new

act of parliament,

To blot out me, and put his own son in.
CLIFFORD

And reason too:

Who should succeed the father but the son?
Are you

RICHARD
O, I cannot speak!

there, butcher?

CLIFFORD
Ay, crook-back, here I stand to answer thee,
Or any he the proudest of thy sort.
RICHARD
'Twas you that kilTd young Rutland, was it not?
CLIFFORD

Ay, and old York, and yet not satisfied.
RICHARD
For God's sake, lords, give signal to the

fight.

WARWICK

What say'st thou, Henry, wilt thou yield the crown?
QUEEN MARGARET
Why, how now, long-tongued Warwick! dare you
speak?

When you and

toward prince.
spoken
Why,
Enter a MESSENGER
MESSENGER
Royal commanders, be in readiness:
For with a band of thirty thousand men
is

stay.

with resolution then to fight.
PRINCE
My royal father, cheer these noble lords,
And hearten those that fight in your defence:
Unsheathe your sword, good father; cry 'Saint

Be

to the death.

CLIFFORD
that

I'll

NORTHUMBERLAND

And let his manly face, which promiseth
Successful fortune, steel thy melting heart
To hold thine own, and leave thine own with him.

75-

KING HENRY

that's

eyes,

my liege, make them your precedent!

not pity that

ii,

my lord, and leave us to our fortune.

Ay, good

Yet, in protection of their tender ones.
Who hath not seen them, even with those wings
Which sometime they have used with fearful flight,
Make war with him that climb'd unto their nest,
Offering their own lives in their young's defence?

Were

II,

QUEEN MARGARET

Thou, being a king,

Unreasonable creatures feed their young;
And though man's face be fearful to their

ACT

III

Your legs did

I met at Saint Alban's last,
better service than your hands.

WARWICK
Then

'twas

my turn to fly,

and now

'tis

thine.

CLIFFORD

You said so much before, and yet you fled.
WARWICK
'Twas not your valour, Clifford, drove me thence.
NORTHUMBERLAND
No, nor your manhood that durst make you stay.
RICHARD
Northumberland, I hold thee reverently.
Break off the parley; for scarce I can refrain
^

.

[85]

ACT

II,

KING HENRY VI

111-154

ii,

PART

ACT

III

II,

ii,

155-111, 16

The

And

Upon

Even then that sunshine brew'd a shower for him,
That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of France,
And heap'd sedition on his crown at home.
For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride?
Hadst thou been meek, our title still had slept;

execution of my big-swoln heart
that Clifford, that cruel child-killer.
CLIFFORD
I slew thy father, call'st thou him a child?

RICHARD
Ay, like a dastard and a treacherous coward,
As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutland;
But ere sunset I'll make thee curse the deed.

sire

graced thy poor

And we, in pity of the gentle king,
Had slipp'd our claim until another age.

KING HENRY

Have done with

words,

my

GEORGE

lords,

and hear me

speak.

QUEEN MARGARET
Defy them then, or else hold close thy lips.
KING HENRY
I
I

no limits to my tongue:
a king, and privileged to speak.

prithee, give

am

My liege,

the

wound

CLIFFORD
that bred

this

And, in this resolution, I defy thee;
Not willing any longer conference,
Since thou deniest the gentle king to speak.
Sound trumpets let our bloody colours wave
And either victory, or else a grave.
!

By Him that made us all, I am resolved
That Clifford's manhood lies upon his tongue.
EDWARD

my right,

QUEEN MARGARET

EDWARD

or no?

No, wrangling woman, we'll no longer stay:
These words will cost ten thousand lives this day.

ne'er shall dine unless thou yield the crown.

WARWICK

[Exeunt

If thou deny, their blood upon thy head;
For York injustice puts his armour on.

PRINCE

SCENE

III.

A field of battle

If that be right

which Warwick says is right,
There is no wrong, but every thing is right.
RICHARD
Whoever got thee, there thy mother stands;

Alarum. Excursions. Enter

Forspent with

with a race,
while to breathe;
For strokes received, and many blows repaid,
Have robb'd my strong-knit sinews of their strength,
And spite of spite needs must I rest awhile.
I lay

But thou art neither like thy sire nor dam;
But like a foul mis-shapen stigmatic,
Mark'd by the destinies to be avoided,

RICHARD

a

as runners

little

Enter

running

EDWARD
Smile, gentle heaven! or strike, ungentle death!
this world frowns, and Edward's sun is clouded.

For

WARWICK
what hap? what hope of good?
Enter GEORGE
GEORGE
Our hap is loss, our hope but sad despair;
Our ranks are broke, and ruin follows us:

thy tongue detect thy base-born heart?

EDWARD

A wisp of straw were worth a thousand crowns,
this

EDWARD,

How now, my lord!

traught,

To make

toil,

me down

toads, or lizards' dreadful stings.

Iron of Naples hid with English gilt,
Whose father bears the title of a king,
As if a channel should be calPd the sea,
Shamest thou not, knowing whence thou art exlet

WARWICK

WARWICK

QUEEN MARGARET

To

between Towton and Saxton,

in Yorkshire

For, well I wot, thou hast thy mother's tongue.

As venom

!

Edward.

Stay,

A thousand men have broke their fasts to-day,
That

But when we saw our sunshine made thy spring,
And that thy summer bred us no increase,
We set the axe to thy usurping root;
And though the edge hath something hit ourselves,
Yet, know thou, since we have begun to strike,
We'll never leave till we have hewn thee down,
Or bathed thy growing with our heated bloods.

EDWARD

meeting here
Cannot be cured by words; therefore be still.
RICHARD
Then, executioner, unsheathe thy sword:

Say, Henry, shall I have

with his bridal-day,

shameless callet

know herself.

Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou,
Although thy husband may be Menelaus;
And ne'er was Agamemnon's brother wrong'd

Bootless

By that false woman,

And weak we are and cannot shun pursuit.

And tamed the king, and made the dauphin stoop;
And had he match'd according to his state,
He might have kept that glory to this day;

RICHARD
RICHARD
Ah, Warwick, why hast thou withdrawn thyself?
Thy brother's blood the thirsty earth hath drunk,

as this king by thee.
His father revell'd in the heart of France,

But when he took a beggar

to his bed,

What

counsel give you? whither shall

we

fly?

EDWARD
is

flight,

they follow us with wings;
Enter

Broach'd with the steely point of Clifford's lance;

[86;

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II,

KING HENRY VI

i7-iv, 8

iii,

And in

ACT

III

II, iv, 0,-v,

And

the very pangs of death he cried,
Like to a dismal clangor heard from far,

cheers these hands that slew thy
brother
To execute the like upon thyself;

3

'Warwick, revenge! brother, revenge my death!
So, underneath the belly of their steeds,
That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood,

And

so,

have at

sire

WARWICK

Nay, Warwick, single
For I myself will hunt

and

comes;

CLIFFORD/^

RICHARD
out some other chase;
this

wolf to death.

[Exeunt

my horse, because I will not fly.

Why stand we like soft-hearted women here,
Wailing our losses, whiles the foe doth rage;
look upon, as if the tragedy

SCENE V. Another part of the field

Were play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors?
Here on my knee I vow to God above,

Alarum. Enter KING

And
I'll

Or

never pause again, never stand still,
hath closed these eyes of mine,
fortune given me measure of revenge.

EDWARD

Now sways it this way, like a mighty sea

do bend my knee with thine;
And in this vow do chain my soul to thine!
And, ere my knee rise from the earth's cold face,
1 throw my hands, mine eyes,
my heart to Thee,

Thou

setter

That

to

Forced by the tide to combat with the wind;
Now sways it that way, like the selfsame sea
Forced to retire by fury of the wind:
Sometime the flood prevails, and then the wind;
Now one the better, then another best;
Both tugging to be victors, breast to breast,
Yet neither conqueror nor conquered:
So is the equal poise of this fell war.
Here on this molehill will I sit me down.
To whom God will, there be the victory!
For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too,
Have chid me from the battle; swearing both
They prosper best of all when I am thence.
Would I were dead! if God's good will were so;
For what is in this world but grief and woe?
O God! methinks it were a happy life,
To be no better than a homely swain;
To sit upon a hill, as I do now,
To carve out dials quaintly, point by point,
Thereby to see the minutes how they run,
How many make the hour full complete;
How many hours bring about the day;

up and plucker down of kings,

Beseeching Thee,

my foes

if with

this

Thy

will it stands

body must be

prey,

Yet that Thy brazen gates of heaven

may ope,
give sweet passage to my sinful soul!
Now, lords, take leave until we meet again,
Where'er it be, in heaven or in earth.

And

RICHARD
Brother, give

me

thy hand; and, gentle Warwick,

me embrace thee in my weary arms
that did never weep, now melt with woe
That winter should cut off our spring-time so.
Let

:

I,

WARWICK
Away, away! Once more, sweet lords
GEORGE
Yet

let

us

all

3

farewell.

together to our troops,

And give them leave to fly that will not stay;
And call them pillars that will stand to us;
And, if we thrive, promise them such rewards
As victors wear at the Olympian games:
This

may plant courage in

How many days will finish up the year;
How many years a mortal man may live.

their quailing breasts;

is hope of life and victory.
Forslow no longer, make we hence amain.

For yet
*

[Exeunt

SCENE IV. Another part of the field
RICHARD and CLIFFORD
RICHARD
have singled thee alone:

Excursions. Enter

Now,

Clifford, I

Suppose

this

arm

is

for the

Duke

alone

This battle fares like to the morning's war,
When dying clouds contend with growing light,
What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails,
Can neither call it perfect day nor night.

I

Warwick,

HENRY

KING HENRY

Till either death

When this is known, then to divide the times:
So many hours must I tend my flock;
So many hours must I take my rest;
So many hours must I contemplate;
So many hours must I sport myself;
So many days my ewes have been with young;
So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean;
So many years ere I shall shear the fleece:
So minutes, hours, days, months, and years,
Pass'd over to the end they were created,
Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely!
Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade

of York,

And

this for Rutland; both bound to revenge,
Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall.

CLIFFORD

Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone:
This is the hand that stabb'd thy father York;
And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland;

To shepherds looking on their silly sheep,
Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy
To kings that fear their subjects' treachery?

And here's

O,

the heart that triumphs in their death,

[87]

yes,

it

46

thee!

[They fight.

The noble gentleman gave up the ghost.
WARWICK
Then let the earth be drunken with our blood:
I'll kill

PART

doth; a thousand-fold

it

doth.

KING HENRY VI

ACT

II, v,

And

to conclude, the shepherd's

47-97

homely

ACT

III

II, v,

98-139

The fatal colours of our striving houses:
The one his purple blood right well resembles;
The other his pale cheeks, methinks, presented!

curds,

His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle,
His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade,
All which secure and sweetly he enjoys,
Is far beyond a prince's delicates.
His viands sparkling in a golden cup,
His body couched in a curious bed,
When care, mistrust, and treason waits on him.
Alarum. Enter a SON that has killed hisfather., dragging

PART

Wither one

and

:

other flourish;
If you contend, a thousand lives must wither.
rose,

let the

SON

How will my mother for a father's

Take on with me and

death

ne'er be satisfied!

FATHER

in

How will my wife for slaughter of nay son
Shed' seas of tears and ne'er be satisfied!

blows the wind that profits nobody.
This man, whom hand to hand I slew in fight,
May be possessed with some store of crowns;
And I, that haply take them from him now,
May yet ere night yield both my life and them
To some man else, as this dead man doth me.
111

KING HENRY

How will the country for these woful chances
Misthink the king and not be satisfied!
SON
Was ever son so rued a father's death?

this? O God! it
my father's face,
Whom in this conflict I unwares have kilPd.

Who's

is

O heavy times, begetting such events

Was

the king was I press'd forth;
father, being the Earl of Warwick's man,
Came on the part of York, press'd by his master;
And I, who at his hands received my life,
Have by my hands of life bereaved him.
Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did!

My

father, for I

knew not

O

These arms of mine
fill.

grief.

FATHER

that has killed his son,
bringing in the

body

FATHER

And

shall

be thy winding-sheet;

so obsequious will thy father be,

[Exit with the body

KING HENRY
Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care,
Here sits a king more woful than you are.
Excursions.

Enter

QUEEN MARGARET,

the

PRINCE, and EXETER

!

PRINCE
your friends are fled,
And Warwick rages like a chafed bull:
Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit.
Fly, father, fly! for all

QUEEN MARGARET
Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain:
Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds
Having the fearful flying hare in sight,
With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath,

And

butcherly,

Erroneous, mutinous and unnatural,
This deadly quarrel daily doth beget!
boy, thy father gave thee Life too soon,
And hath bereft thee of thy life too late!
KING HENRY
Woe above woe! grief more than common grief!
that my death would stay these ruthful deeds
O, pity, pity, gentle heaven, pity!
The red rose and the white are on his face,

O

O

body

Even for the loss of thee, having no more,
As Priam was for all his valiant sons.
I'll bear thee hence; and let them
fight that will,
For I have murdered where I should not kill.

Alarums.

But let me see: is this our foeman's face?
Ah, no, no, no, it is mine only son
Ah, boy, if any life be left in thee,
Throw up thine eye! see, see what showers arise,
Blown with the windy tempest of my heart,
Upon thy wounds, that kill mine eye and heart!
O, pity, God, this miserable age!

What stratagems, how fell, how

t/ic

My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre.
For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go;
My sighing breast shall be thy funeral bell;

Thou

that so stoutly hast resisted me,
Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold;
For I have bought it with an hundred blows.

fill.

FATHER

piteous spectacle! O bloody times!
Whiles lions war and battle for their dens,
Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity.
Weep, wretched man, I'll aid thee tear for tear;
And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war,
Be blind with tears, and break o'ercharged with
Enter a

may weep my
[Exit with

thee!

till
they have flow'd their
KING HENRY

SON
bear thee hence, where I

I'll

My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks;

And no more words

FATHER
bemoan'd his son?

KING HENRY
Was ever king so grieved for subjects' woe?
Much is your sorrow; mine ten times so much.

!

From London by

And pardon,

ever father so

!

Are

bloody

steel

at our backs;

grasp'd in their ireful hands,

and

therefore hence amain.

EXETER
Away! for vengeance comes along with them:
Nay, stay not

Or

else

come

Nay, take

Not

make speed;
away before.
KING HENRY

to expostulate,
after: I'll

me with

thee,

good sweet Exeter:

that I fear to stay, but love to
go
Whither the queen intends. Forward;

[88;

away! [Exeunt

ACT

II, vi,

KING HENRY VI

1-46

SCENE VI. Another part of the field

A

loud alarum. Enter CLIFFORD, wounded

CLIFFORD

Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies,
Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light.

O Lancaster,

thy overthrow
body's parting with my soul!
love and fear glued many friends to thee;
And, now I fall, thy tough commixture melts.
Impairing Henry, strengthening misproud York,
The common people swarm like summer flies;
And whither fly the gnats but to the sun?
And who shines now but Henry's enemies?
Phoebus, hadst thou never given consent
That Phaethon should check thy fiery steeds,
Thy burning car never had scorch'd the earth!
And, Henry, hadst thou sway'd as kings should do,
I fear

More than my

My

Or as

thy father and his father did,
Giving no ground unto the house of York,
They never then had sprung like summer flies;

and ten thousand in this luckless realm
Had left no mourning widows for our death;
And thou this day hadst kept thy chair in peace.
For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air?
And what makes robbers bold but too much lenity?
Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds;
1

No way

nor strength

hold out flight:
The foe is merciless, and will not pity;
For at their hands I have deserved no pity.
The air hath got into my deadly wounds,
And much effuse of blood doth make me faint.
to fly,

stabb'd your fathers' bosoms,

split

the rest;

my breast.

[He faints
Alarum and retreat. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD,
MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and SOLDIERS

EDWARD

Now breathe we,

lords:

good fortune bids us pause,

troops pursue the bloody-minded queen,
led calm Henry, though he were a king,

That
As doth a sail,

with a fretting gust,
to stem the waves.
But think you, lords, that Clifford fled with them?

Command

filTd

an argosy

WARWICK
'tis impossible he should escape;
For, though before his face I speak the words,
Your brother Richard mark'd him for the grave:
And wheresoe'er he is, he's surely dead.
[CLIFFORD groans, and dies

No,

EDWARD
Whose

soul

is

that which takes her heavy leave?

RICHARD

who

it is:

and,

If friend or foe, let

EDWARD
now the battle's
him be

ended,

gently used.

RICHARD

Revoke

that

doom

of mercy, for

47^90

mean our princely father, Duke of York.
WARWICK
From off the gates of York fetch down the

head,

which Clifford placed there;
Instead whereof let this supply the room:
Measure for measure must be answered.

Your

father's head,

EDWARD
Bring forth that fatal screech-owl to our house,
That nothing sung but death to us and ours:
Now death shall stop his dismal threatening sound,

And

his ill-boding

tongue no more shall speak.

WARWICK
I think his understanding
Speak, Clifford, dost thou

is

bereft.

know who speaks

to thee?

o'ershades his beams of life,
he nor sees, nor hears us what we say.

Dark cloudy death

And

RICHARD
O, would he did! and so perhaps he doth:
J

Tis but his policy to counterfeit,
Because he would avoid such bitter taunts
Which in the time of death he gave our father.

GEORGE
If so thou think'st, vex
Clifford,

him with eager words.

RICHARD
ask mercy and obtain no grace.

EDWARD
Clifford, repent in bootless penitence.

WARWICK
Clifford, devise excuses for thy faults.

GEORGE
While we devise

fell

tortures for thy faults.

RICHARD

Thou didst love York, and I am son to York.
EDWARD
Thou pitied 'st Rutland; I will pity thee.
GEORGE
Where's Captain Margaret,

to fence

you now?

WARWICK
They mock

thee, Clifford:

swear

as

thou wast wont.

RICHARD

What, not an oath? nay, then the world goes hard,
When Clifford cannot spare his friends an oath.
I know by that he's dead; and, by my soul,
If this right hand would buy two hours' life,
That I in all despite might rail at him,
This hand should chop it off, and with the issuing
blood
the villain, whose unstanched thirst
York and young Rutland could not satisfy.
Stifle

A deadly groan, like life and death's departing.
See

II, vi,

I

And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks.
Some

ACT

III

Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch
In hewing Rutland when his leaves put forth,
But set his murdering knife unto the root
From whence that tender spray did sweetly spring,

to

Gome, York and Richard, Warwick and
I

PART

'tis

Clifford;

WARWICK
Ay, but he's dead: off with the traitor's head,
And rear it in the place your father's stands.
And now to London with triumphant march,
There to be crowned England's royal king:

From whence shall Warwick cut the sea
And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen;

to France,

ACT

II, vi, 91

III,

KING HENRY VI

21

i,

So shalt them sinew both these lands together;
And, having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread
The scatter d foe that hopes to rise again;
5

For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt,
Yet look to have them buzz to offend thine ears.
First will I see the coronation;

And then to Brittany I'll cross the sea,
To effect this marriage, so it please my lord.

PART

FIRST

thou

FIRST

sweet Warwick, let it be;
For in thy shoulder do I build my seat,
And never will I undertake the thing
Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting.
Richard, I will create thee Duke of Gloucester,
And George, of Clarence: Warwick, as ourself,
as

Shall do

Let

wilt,

and undo

as

him

pleaseth best.

me

RICHARD
be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloucester;

For Gloucester's dukedom

is

too ominous.

WARWICK
Tut, that's a foolish observation
Richard, be Duke of Gloucester.

:

Now to

London,

To see these honours in possession.

ACT
SCENE

I.

A forest in

{Exeunt

III
the north

of England

Under

this

their

hands

thick-grown brake we'll shroud our

selves;

For through

And in

this

laund anon the deer will come;
we make our stand,

this covert will

Culling the principal of all the deer.
I'll

stay above the

SECOND KEEPER
hill, so both may shoot.
FIRST

KEEPER

That cannot

be; the noise of thy cross-bow
Will scare the herd, and so
shoot is lost.
Here stand we both, and aim we at the best:
And, for the time shall not seem tedious,

my

what befel me on a day
In this self-place where now we mean to stand.
SECOND KEEPER
Here comes a man; let's stay till he be past.

I'll tell

thee

Enter KING HENRY, disguised, with a prayer-book

KING HENRY
From Scotland am I stol'n, even of pure love,
To greet mine own land with my wishful sight.

No, Harry, Harry,

'tis

no land of thine;

Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from
Thy balm wash'd off wherewith thou
nointed

:

No bending knee will call thee Caesar now,
No humble suitors press to speak for right,
No, not a man comes for redress of thee;
For

how can

I help

them and not myself?
?

thee,

wast a-

i,

22-69

KEEPER

KEEPER

Forbear awhile; we'll hear a little more.
KING HENRY
My queen and son are gone to France for aid;
as I hear, the great commanding Warwick
thither gone, to crave the French king's sister
To wife for Edward: if this news be true,

And,
Is

Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost;
For Warwick is a subtle orator,
And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words.
By this account then Margaret may win him;
For she's a woman to be pitied much:

Her sighs will make a battery in his breast;
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart;
The tiger will be mild whiles she doth mourn;
And Nero will be tainted with remorse,
To hear and see her plaints, her brinish tears.
Ay, but she's come to beg, Warwick, to give;
She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry,
He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward.
She weeps, and says her Henry is deposed;

He
Enter two KEEPERS, with cross-bows in
FIRST KEEPER

III,

Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keeper's fee:
This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him.
KING HENRY
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity,
For wise men say it is the wisest course.
SECOND KEEPER
Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him.

EDWARD
Even

ACT

III

smiles,

That

and

says his

Edward

is

install'd;

poor wretch, for grief can speak no more;
Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong,
Inferreth arguments of mighty strength,
And in conclusion wins the king from her,
With promise of his sister, and what else,
To strengthen and support King Edward's place.
O Margaret, thus 'twill be; and thou, poor soul,
Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn!
SECOND KEEPER
Say,, what art thou that talk'st of kings and queens?
KING HENRY
More than I seem, and less than I was born to
she,

:

A man at least, for less I should not be;
And men may

talk of kings,

and why not

I?

SECOND KEEPER
Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a king.
KING HENRY
Why, so I am, in mind; and that's enough.
SECOND KEEPER
But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown?
KING HENRY
My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones,
Nor to be seen: my crown is call'd content:
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
SECOND KEEPER
Well, if you be a king crown'd with content,
Your crown content and you must be contented
To go along with us; for, as we think,
You are the king King Edward hath deposed;

ACT

III,

i,

KING HENRY VI

7o-ii, 9

And we his subjects

sworn

It

KING HENRY
But did you never swear, and break an oath?
SECOND KEEPER
No, never such an oath; nor will not now.
KING HENRY
Where did you dwell when I was King of England?
SECOND KEEPER
Here in this country, where we now remain,

it

to

LADY GREY

-

you

1

Fight closer, or, good

to GLOUCESTER] I fear her not, unless she
chance to fall.
GLOUCESTER

[Aside

to

God

CLARENCE]

forbid that! for he'll take

vantages.

EDWARD

KING

How many children hast thou,

widow?

tell

me.

CLARENCE
[Aside to GLOUCESTER] I think
child of her.

he means to beg a

GLOUCESTER
CLARENCE] Nay, whip me then:
give her two.

[Aside to

he'll

rather

LADY GREY
Three,

my most gracious

lord.

GLOUCESTER
[Aside to CLARENCE] You shall have
ruled by him.
KING EDWARD
'Twere pity they should lose their

four, if you'll

be

father's lands.

LADY GREY

London. The palace

Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it

'

slain,

Her suit is now to repossess those lands;
Which we in justice cannot well deny,

I'll try this widow's wit.
GLOUCESTER
[Aside to CLARENCE] Ay, good leave have you; for
you will have leave,
Till youth take leave and leave you to the crutch.
[GLOUCESTER and CLARENCE retire
KING EDWARD
Now tell me, madam, do you love your children?
LADY GREY

Lords, give us leave:

LADY GREY
KING EDWARD
Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban's field
This lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey, was
His lands then seized on by the conqueror:

then.

EDWARD

KING

EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and

Because in quarrel of the house of York
The worthy gentleman did lose his life.
GLOUCESTER
Your highness shall do well to grant her
It were dishonour to deny it her.

catch a blow.

[Aside

,

Enter KING

faith, you'll

CLARENCE

But do not break your oaths; for of that sin
My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty.
Go where you will, the king shall be commanded;
And be you kings, command, and I'll obey.
FIRST KEEPER
We are true subjects to the king, King Edward.
KING HENRY
So would you be again to Henry,
If he were seated as King Edward is.
FIRST KEEPER
We charge you, in God's name, and the king's,
To go with us unto the officers.
KING HENRY
In God's name, lead; your king's name be obey'd:
And what God will, that let your king perform;
And what he will, I humbly yield unto.
[Exeunt

II.

your lands,

do blow,

And yielding to another when it blows,
Commanded always by the greater gust;
Such is the lightness of you common men.

SCENE

all

An if what pleases him shall pleasure you.

me again,
I

less;

Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay:
May it please your highness to resolve me now;
And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me.
GLOUCESTER
[Aside to CLARENCE] Ay, widow? then I'll warrant

Why, am I dead? do

my wind when

were no

CLARENCE

KING HENRY

as the air blows

10-38

ii,

GLOUCESTER] He knows the game: how true
he keeps the wind!
GLOUCESTER
[Aside to CLARENCE] Silence!
KING EDWARD
Widow, we will consider of your suit;
And come some other time to know our mind.

was anointed king at nine months old;
My father and my grandfather were kings.
And you were sworn true subjects unto me:
And tell me, then, have you not broke your oaths?
FIRST KEEPER
No;
For we were subjects but while you were king.
KING HENRY

Obeying with

III,

[Aside to

I

And

ACT

III

KING EDWARD
but yet I'll make a pause.
GLOUCESTER
[Aside to CLARENCE] Yea, is it so?
I see the lady hath a thing to grant,
Before the king will grant her humble suit.

in all allegiance

Will apprehend you as his enemy.

I not breathe a man?
Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear
Look, as I blow this feather from my face,

PART

Ay,

full as

dearly as I love myself.

KING EDWARD

suit;

And would you

not do

much

to clo

them good?

ACT

III,

ii,

KING HENRY VI

39-68

To do them good,

I

LADY GREY
would sustain some harm.

KING

Then

LADY GREY
I

came unto your majesty.
KING

you how

I'll tell

But you

to do.

my boon.

LADY GREY
cannot do
KING EDWARD
Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to

Why, then

lord, except I

I will

it,

LADY GREY

Why stops my lord? shall I not hear my task?
KING EDWARD
but to love a king.

'tis

LADY GREY

'

LADY GREY

my leave with many thousand thanks.

take

GLOUCESTER
[Aside

to

with a

CLARENCE] The match

made; she

seals it

curt'sy.

KING

But stay

is

thee,

EDWARD

the fruits of love I

'tis

mean.

fruits

Ay, but,

of love

I fear

What love,

I

mean, my loving
KING EDWARD

me, in another

think

3

st

loss I will

That

LADY GREY

my lord. My suit is

Then, no,

[Aside to CLARENCE]
knits her brows.

I

an end.

The widow

likes

him

not, she

CLARENCE
GLOUCESTER] He is the bluntest wooer in
Christendom.
KING EDWARD
[Aside] Her looks do argue her replete with mod
to

[Aside

esty;

much

All her perfections challenge sovereignty:
One way or other, she is for a king;
And she shall be my love, or else my queen.
Say that King Edward take thee for his queen?

LADY GREY
'Tis better said than done,
gracious lord:
I
a subject fit to jest withal,

my

am

But

be a sovereign.
KING EDWARD
Sweet widow, by my state I swear to thee,
I speak no more than what
my soul intends;

I

to get?

far unfit to

that

is,

to enjoy thee for

that

know

I

is

more than

am

too

KING EDWARD
did not mean such love.

my love.

will yield unto:

to

be your queen,

And

yet too good to be your concubine.

You

cavil,

widow:

I

EDWARD

did mean,

my queen.

LADY GREY
'Twill grieve your grace

my

sons should call you

father.

LADY GREY

Why, then you mean not as I thought you
KING EDWARD

I

mean
KING

till

my troth,

at

GLOUCESTER

And

death, my humble thanks, my prayers;
love which virtue begs and virtue grants.

No, by

my dower;

not purchase them.

KING EDWARD
Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily.

LADY GREY'

My love

lands.

LADY GREY

liege.

sense.

thou, I sue so

in prison.

KING EDWARD
Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband's

And

LADY GREY

The

LADY GREY
had rather lie

Her words do show her wit incomparable;

That's soon performed, because I am a subject.
KING EDWARD
Why, then, thy husband's lands I freely give thee.
I

plain, I

LADY GREY

GLOUCESTER
CLARENCE] He plies her hard; and much
rain wears the marble.
CLARENCE
[Aside to GLOUCESTER] As red as -fire! nay, then her
wax must melt.

An easy task;

you

KING EDWARD
aim to lie with thee.

I

ask.

LADY GREY
do what your grace commands.

to

[Aside

tell

69-106

Herein your highness wrongs both them arid me.
But, mighty lord, this merry inclination
Accords not with the sadness of my suit:
Please you dismiss me, either with ay' or 'no.'
KING EDWARD
Ay, if thou wilt say 'ay' to my request;
No, if thou dost say no' to my demand.

EDWARD

will take exceptions to

No, gracious

To

For by that

LADY GREY
What you command, that rests in me
KING

thee plain,

Why, then mine honesty shall be

these lands are to be got.

to your highness' service.
KING EDWARD
service wilt thou do me, if I give them?

What

tell

ii,

LADY GREY

you bind me

shall

To

EDWARD

LADY GREY
So

Acrr III,

III

EDWARD

get your husband's lands, to do them good.

Therefore

PART

KING EDWARD
did.

But now you partly may perceive my mind.
LADY GREY
My mind will never grant what I perceive
Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.

No more than when my daughters
Thou

art a

call thee

mother.

widow, and thou hast some children;
And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor,
Have other some: why, 'tis a happy thing
To be the father unto many sons.
Answer no more, for thou shalt be my
queen.

ACT

III,

[Aside

to

done

KING HENRY VI

107-146

ii,

GLOUCESTER
CLARENCE] The ghostly father now hath

his shrift.

CLARENCE
[Aside

to

GLOUCESTER]

'twas for

When he was made a

shriver,

shift.

KING
Brothers, you

EDWARD

muse what chat we two have had.

likes it not, for

You'ld think

it

strange

if I

she looks very sad..

To whom, my lord?
Why,

Clarence, to myself.

ten days'

KING

tell

you both,

granted for her husband's lands.

NOBLEMAN
NOBLEMAN
Henry your foe is

And yet I know not how to get the crown,
For many lives stand between me and home:
And I, like one lost in a thorny wood,

Enter a

That rends

taken,

And brought your prisoner to your palace gate.
KING

But

along. Lords, use her honourably.
[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER

Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward,
the unlook'd for issue of their bodies,
To take their rooms, ere I can place myself:
cold premeditation for my purpose!
Is

And all

A

it

out,

And
Or hew my way out with
Why,

I

a bloody axe.
can smile, and murder whiles I smile,

And cry 'Content' to that which grieves my heart,
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
And frame my face to all occasions.
I'll
I'll

drown more sailors than the mermaid
more gazers than the basilisk;

shall;

slay

play the orator as well as Nestor,
Deceive more slily than Ulysses could,
And, like a Sinon, take another Troy.
I can add colours to the
chameleon,
Change shapes with Proteus for advantages,
And set the murderous Machiavel to school.
I'll

I

do

this,
it

and cannot get a crown?
off, I'll pluck it down.

farther

SCENE
Flourish. Enter

III. France.

LEWIS

the

[Exit

The KING'S palace

French King, his

sister

BONA,

BOURBON: PRINCE EDWARD, QUEEN
MARGARET, and the EARL OF OXFORD. LEWIS sits, and
his Admiral, called

me with impossibilities.

riseth

My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much.
my hand and strength could equal them.
no kingdom then

toiling desperately to find

Tut, were

And chides the sea that sunders him from thence,
Saying, he'll lade it dry to have his way:
So do I wish the crown, being so far off;
And so I chide the means that keeps me from it;
And so I say, I'll cut the causes off,

is

rent with the thorns,

the English crown:
from that torment I will free myself,

Can

Why, then, I do but dream on sovereignty;
Like one that stands upon a promontory,
And spies a far-offshore where he would tread,
Wishing his foot were equal with his eye,

Unless

is

Torment myself to catch

GLOUCESTER
Ay, Edward will use women honourably.
Would he were wasted, marrow, bones and all,
That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring,
To cross me from the golden time I look for]
And yet, between my soul's desire and me
The lustful Edward's title buried

Well, say there

and

way and straying from the way;
Not- knowing how to find the open air.

See that he be convey 'd unto the Tower:

Flattering

the thorns

Seeking a

EDWARD

And go we, brothers, to the man that took him,
To question of his apprehension.
Widow, go you

unlikely

Then, since this earth affords no joy to me,
But to command, to check, to o'erbear such
As are of better person than myself,
I'll make
my heaven to dream upon the crown,
And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell.
Until my mis-shaped trunk that bears this head
Be round impaled with a glorious crown.

EDWARD

Well, jest on, brothers: I can

My gracious lord,

and more

O

wonder at the least.
CLARENCE
That's a day longer than a wonder lasts.
GLOUCESTER
By so much is the wonder in extremes.

is

O miserable thought!

disproportion me in every part,
Like to a chaos, or an unlick'ci bear- whelp
That carries no impression like the dam.
And am I then a man to be beloved?
monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought!

GLOUCESTER

suit

What other pleasure can the world afford?
I'll make my heaven in a
lady's lap,
And deck my body in gay ornaments,
And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks.

To

KING EDWARD

Her

i47-iii,

ii,

Where sits deformity to mock my body;
To shape my legs of an unequal size;

should marry her.

CLARENCE

That would be

III,

And, for I should not deal in her soft laws,
She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe,
To shrink mine arm up like a wither 'd shrub;
To make an envious mountain on my back,

EDWARD

KING

ACT

III

Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns!
Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb

GLOUCESTER

The widow

PART

Fair

for Richard;

Sit

[93

up again

KING LEWIS

Queen of England, worthy Margaret,
down with us: it ill befits thy state

And

Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings thee

sit.

France?

QUEEN MARGARET
No, mighty King of France: now Margaret
Must strike her sail and learn a while to serve
Where kings command. I was, I must confess,
Great Albion's queen in former golden days:
But now mischance hath trod my title down,
And with dishonour laid me on the ground;
Where I must take like seat unto my fortune,
And to my humble seat conform myself.
say, fair queen,

whence

And

my

stops

And
To

plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief;
It shall be eased, if France can yield relief.

QUEEN MARGARET
Those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts,
it

known

to speak.

to noble Lewis,

That Henry, sole possessor of my love,
Is of a king become a banish'd man,

And forced to

live in

Scotland a forlorn;

While proud ambitious Edward Duke of York
Usurps the regal title, and the seat

Of England's true-anointed lawful king.
This is the cause that I, poor Margaret,
this

my son,

Prince Edward, Henry's heir,

Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid;
And

if thou fail us, all our
hope is done:
Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help;
Our people and our peers are both misled,
Our treasure seized, our soldiers put to flight,
And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight.

KING LEWIS
Renowned queen, with patience calm the storm,
While we bethink a means to break it off.

QUEEN MARGARET

The more we
The more

stay, the stronger grows our foe.

KING LEWIS
more I'll succour thee.

I stay, the

QUEEN MARGARET
O, but impatience waiteth on true sorrow.
And see where comes the breeder of my sorrow!
Enter

WARWICK

What's he approacheth boldly

to

our presence?

QUEEN MARGARET

Our

England's king in lawful marriage.

QUEEN MARGARET

Earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest friend.

go forward, Henry's hope

WARWICK
[To BONA] And, gracious madam,

in

is

done.

our king's be

half,
I

am commanded,

with your leave and favour,

Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue
To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart;
Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears,
Hath placed thy beauty's image and thy virtue.
QUEEN MARGARET
King Lewis and Lady Bona, hear me speak,
Before you answer Warwick. His demand
Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest
But from deceit bred by necessity;
For how can tyrants safely govern home,
Unless abroad they purchase great alliance?

love,

To prove him tyrant this reason may suffice,
That Henry liveth still; but were he dead,
Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry's son.
Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and mar
riage

Thou draw

not on thy danger and dishonour;
For though usurpers sway the rule a while,
Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs.

WARWICK
Injurious Margaret!

PRINCE

And why not queen?
WARWICK
Because thy father Henry did usurp;
thou no more art prince than she

And

is

queen.

OXFORD

Then Warwick disannuls great John of Gaunt,
Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain;
And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth,
Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest;
And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth,

Who

by

From

KING LEWIS

confirm that amity

in

Be

With

lastly, to

With nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant
That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sister,

[Aside] If that

therefore, be

friend,

come, in kindness and unfeigned love,
First, to do greetings to thy royal person;
And then to crave a league of amity;

KING LEWIS
Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself,
And sit thee by our side: [Seats her by him] yield not
thy neck
To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind
Still ride in triumph over all mischance.

Now,

tc

arisett

I

cares.

And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave

She

begins a second storm to rise;
this is he that moves both wind and tide.

WARWICK
From worthy Edward, king of Albion,
My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed

springs this deep

QUEEN MARGARET
fills mine eyes with tears,
tongue, while heart is drown'd

a cause as

descends.

QUEEN MARGARET

despair?

From such

[He

now

Ay,
For

KING LEWIS

Why,

KING LEWIS

thou shouldst stand while Lewis

birth, that

doth

his

prowess conquered

these our

Henry

all

France:

lineally descends.

WARWICK
how haps it, in this smooth discourse,
You told not how Henry the Sixth hath lost
Oxford,

All that which

[94;

Henry

the Fifth

had gotten?

ACT

III,

iii,

KING HENRY

91-133

Methinks these peers of France should smile at
But for the rest, you tell a pedigree
Of threescore and two years; a silly time

To make

that.

PART

ACT

III

KING LEWIS
Then, Warwick, thus: our sister

And now forthwith

OXFORD
canst thou speak against thy liege,

Whom thou obeyed'st thirty and six years,

Which with her dowry shall be counterpoised.
Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness
That Bona shall be wife to the English king.

To Edward, but not

arm upholds

And

I the

the house of Lancaster.

WARWICK
house of York.
KING LEWIS

[They stand aloof

QUEEN MARGARET
Heavens grant that Warwick's words bewitch him
not!

KING LEWIS

Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon thy conscience,
Is Edward your true king? for I were loath
To link with him that were not lawful chosen.
WARWICK
Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour.
is

Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device
By this alliance to make void my suit:
Before thy coming Lewis was Henry's friend.

KING LEWIS

And still is friend

him and Margaret:
But if your title to the crown be weak,
As may appear by Edward's good success,
Then 'tis but reason that I be released
From giving aid which late I promised.
Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand
That your estate requires and mine can yield.

KING LEWIS
he gracious in the people's eye?

You have a father able to maintain you;
And better 'twere you troubled him than France.
QUEEN MARGARET
and shameless Warwick, peace,
Proud setter up and puller down of kings!
I will not hence, till, with my talk and tears,
Both full of truth, I make King Lewis behold
Thy sly conveyance, and thy lord's false love;
For both of you are birds of selfsame feather.
Peace, impudent

[POST blows a horn within

KING LEWIS

Warwick,

this

WARWICK
The more that Henry was unfortunate.
Tell

the measure of his love

Unto our sister Bona.

WARWICK
Such it seems
As may beseem a monarch like himself.
Myself have often heard him say and swear
That this his love was an eternal plant,
Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground,
The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's

whom

to us or thee.
Enter a POST

My

lord ambassador, these letters

I

know

not.

[They

all

read their

OXFORD
I like it well that our fair queen and mistress
Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at

letters

his.

PRINCE
sun,

Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,

Nay, mark how Lewis stamps,
I hope all's for the best.

as

he were nettled:

KING LEWIS

Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain.
KING LEWIS
Now,' sister, let us hear your firm resolve.

BONA
Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:
[To WARWICK] Yet I confess that often ere

some post

are for you,
Sent from your brother, Marquess Montague:
[To LEWIS] These from our king unto your majesty:
from
[To MARGARET] And, madam, these for you;

further, all dissembling set aside,

me for truth

is

POST

[Tb WARWICK]

KING LEWIS

Then

to

WARWICK
Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease,
Where having nothing, nothing can he lose.
And as for you yourself, our quondam queen,

Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and Oxford,
Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,
While I use further conference with Warwick.

But

to the English king.

QUEEN MARGARET

right,

a pedigree?

For shame! leave Henry, and call Edward king.
OXFORD
Call him my king by whose injurious doom
My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere,
Was done to death? and more than so, my father,
Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years,
When nature brought him to the door of death?
No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm,
This

be Edward's;
be drawn

PRINCE

WARWICK

Now buckler falsehood with

134-1 74

shall

shall articles

And not bewray thy treason with a blush?
'Can Oxford, that did ever fence the

III, Hi,

Touching the jointure that your king must make,

prescription for a kingdom's worth.

Why, Warwick,

VI

Warwick, what are thy news? and yours, fair queen?
QUEEN MARGARET
Mine, such as fill my heart with unhoped joys.

WARWICK
this

day,
When I have heard your king's desert recounted,
Mine ear hath tempted judgement to desire.

Mine,

full

of sorrow and heart's discontent.

KING LEWIS

What! has your king married the Lady Grey?

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III,

iii,

KING HENRY VI -PART

175-221

the alliance that he seeks with France?
to scorn us in this manner?

QUEEN MARGARET
told your majesty as

much

before:

This proveth Edward's love and Warwick's honesty.

BONA
Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

WARWICK
King Lewis, I here protest, in sight of heaven,
And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss,
That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's,
No more my king, for he dishonours me,

And I am ready to

But most himself if he could see his shame.
Did I forget that by the house of York

Tell

him from me

that he hath

And

therefore

uncrown him

QUEEN MARGARET
Tell him,

pass the abuse done to my niece?
impale him with the regal crown?
I put Henry from his native right?
And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame?
Shame on himself! for my desert is honour:
I let

I'll

done me wrong,
ere \ he long.
[Exit POST

KING LEWIS
But,

Warwick,

Oxford, with five thousand men,
Shall cross the seas, and bid false lid ward battle;
And, as occasion serves, this noble queen
And prince shall follow with a fresh supply.
Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt,
What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty?

Thou and

And

to repair my honour lost for him,
here renounce him and return to Henry.
noble queen, let former grudges pass,
And henceforth I am thy true servitor:
I

My

revenge his wrong to Lady Bona,
his former state.

And replant Henry in

WARWICK

QUEEN MARGARET
Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to love;
And I forgive and quite forget old faults,
And joy that thou becomest King Henry's friend.

WARWICK

laid aside,

put armour on.

There's thy reward: be gone,

I

I will

my mourning weeds are
WARWICK

My father came untimely to his death?
Did
Did
Did

iii,

Then, England's messenger, return in post,
And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
That Lewis of France is sending over masquers,
To revel it with him and his new bride:
Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal.

Dare he presume
I

III,

KING LEWIS

And now, to soothe your forgery and his,
Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?
Is this

ACT

III

This shall assure my constant loyalty,
That if our queen and this young prince a^ree,
I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy
To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands,

QUEEN MARGARKT
and thank you for your motion.
Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous,
Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick;
And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable,
That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine.

So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend,
That, if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us
With some few bands of chosen soldiers,
I'll undertake to land them on our coast,
And force the tyrant from his seat by war.
'Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him:

Yes, I agree,

And

Yes, I accept her, for she well deserves it;
And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand.

my

letters tell me,
as for Clarence, as
He's very likely now to fall from him,
For matching more for wanton lust than honour,

Or than

for strength

and

safety of our country.

BONA
Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged
But by thy help to this distressed queen?
QUEEN MARGARET
Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live,
Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?

PRINCE

[He gives his hand to WARWICK
KING LEWIS
Why stay we now? These soldiers shall be levied,
And thou, Lord Bourbon, our high admiral,
Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet.
long till Edward fall by war's mischance,
For mocking marriage with a dame of France.
I

[Exeunt

My quarrel and this English queen's are one.
WARWICK

And

mine,

fair

Lady Bona, joins with

yours.

KING LEWIS

And mine with hers, and

thine,

Therefore at

am resolved

You

last I firmly
shall have aid.

all

but

WARWICK

WARWICK

BONA

and Margaret's.

QUEEN MARGARET
Let me give humble thanks for all at once.

came from England as ambassador,
But I return his sworn and mortal foe:
Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me,
But dreadful war shall answer his demand.
Had he none else to make a stale but me?
Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow.
I was the chief that raised him to the crown,
I

And I'll be chief to bring him down again:
Not that I pity Henry's misery,
But seek revenge on Edward's mockery.

[96]

[Exit

ACT IV,

i,

KING HENRY VI

1-35

PART

SCENE

Would more have
MONTAGUE
brother Clarence, what think
you
the Lady Grey?
not our brother made a worthy choice?

England

CLARENCE
you know, 'tis far from hence to France;
could he stay till Warwick made return?

But the

forbear this talk; here comes the
king.

to tell

Flourish. Enter

him

CLARENCE
what

plainly

KING EDWARD,

attended;

LADY GREY,

as

Now, brother of Clarence, how like you our choice,
That you stand pensive, as half malcontent?
CLARENCE
As well as Lewis of France, or the Earl of Warwick,.
Which are so weak of courage and in judgement
That they'll take no offence at our abuse.
KING EDWARD
Suppose they take offence without a cause,
They are but Lewis and Warwick: I am Edward,
Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will.
GLOUCESTER
And shall have your will, because our king:
Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well.
KING EDWARD
Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too?

GLOUCESTER
I:

God forbid that I should wish them sever'd
Whom God hath join'd together; ay, and 'twere
No,

pity

To sunder them that yoke so well
KING EDWARD

together.

Setting your scorns and your mislike aside,
Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey

Should not become my wife and England's queen.
And you too, Somerset and Montague,
freely

what you

think.

CLARENCE

Then

itself?

safer

when

'tis

In them and in ourselves our safety
I think.

KING EDWARD

Speak

that of itself

within

Which He hath given for fence impregnable,
And with their helps only defend ourselves;

Queen; PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, HASTINGS, and others

Not

safe, if true

back'd with France.
HASTINGS
'Tis better using France than trusting France:
Let us be back'd with God and with the seas,

his well-chosen bride.

mind

is

MONTAGUE

GLOUCESTER

I

any home-bred marri

HASTINGS

Why, knows not Montague

SOMERSET

And

common

age.

Of this new marriage with

My lords,

strengthen'd this our

'Gainst foreign storms than

Now tell me,

How

36-79

wealth

GLOUCESTER

Alas,

i?

MONTAGUE

Enter GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE,
SOMERSET, and

Hath

IV,

Yet, to have join'd with France in such alliance

London. The palace

I.

ACT

III

ACT IV

this is mine opinion that King Lewis
Becomes your enemy, for mocking him
:

About the marriage of the Lady Bona.
GLOUCESTER

And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,
Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.
KING EDWARD
What if both Lewis and Warwick be appeased
By such invention as I can devise?

lies.

CLARENCE
For this one speech Lord Hastings well deserves
To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford.
KING EDWARD
Ay, what of that? it was my will and grant;
And for this once my will shall stand for law.
GLOUCESTER
And yet methinks your grace hath not done well,
To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scales
Unto the brother of your loving bride;
She better would have fitted me or Clarence:
But in your bride you bury brotherhood.

CLARENCE

Or else you would not have bestow d the heir
Of the Lord Bonville on your new wife's son,
And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere.
KING EDWARD
3

Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife
That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee.

CLARENCE
In choosing for yourself, you show'd your judge
ment,
Which being shallow, you shall give me leave
To play the broker in mine own behalf;
And to that end I shortly mind to leave you.
KING EDWARD
Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king,
And not be tied unto his brother's will.
QUEEN ELIZABETH

My lords, before it pleased his majesty

To raise my state to title of a queen,
Do me but right, and you must all confess
That

I

was not ignoble of descent;

And meaner than myself have had like fortune.
But as this title honours me and mine,
So your dislike, to whom I would be pleasing,
Doth cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow.
KING EDWARD
My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns:
What danger or what sorrow can befall thee,
So long as Edward is thy constant friend,
And their true sovereign, whom they must obey?

Nay,

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whom they shall obey, and love thee too,

ACT IV,

i,

KING HENRY VI

80-120

I

You

Now, messenger, what
From France?

[Aside]

what news

letters;

And

But such

as I,

Dare not

relate.

Go

thee: therefore, in brief,
their words as near as thou canst guess

KING
to,

Tell

EDWARD

them.

What answer makes King

Lewis unto our letters?
POST
At my depart, these were his very words:
'Go tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
That Lewis of France is sending over masquers
To revel it with him and his new bride.'
KING EDWARD
Is Lewis so brave? belike he thinks me Henry.

But what said Lady Bona

to

haste

is

are already, or quickly will be landed
will straight follow you.
[Exeunt PEMBROKE and STAFFORD
But, ere I go, Hastings and Montague,
Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest,
Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance:
Tell me if you love Warwick more than me;
If it be so, then both depart to him;
I rather wish you foes than hollow friends:
But if you mind to hold your true obedience,
:

Myself in person

Give

me assurance with some friendly vow,
I may never have you in suspect.

POST

wear the willow garland

needful in this desperate case.

They

That

my marriage?

These were her words, utter'd with mild disdain:
'Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
I'll

So

God

help

MONTAGUE
Montague as he proves

And

for his sake.'

Hastings as he favours Edward's cause!

KING

Now, brother Richard,

Now therefore let us hence; and lose no

Till

we meet Warwick with

SCENE
Enter

all

so link'd in friend

ship,

That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's
daughter.

CLARENCE
Belike the elder; Clarence will have the
younger.
Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast,
For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;

his foreign

hour,

power.
[Exeunt

II.

POST

KING EDWARD
Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so proud words?
Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd:
They shall have wars and pay for their presumption.
But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret?
POST

will

Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you.
KING EDWARD
Why, so! them am I sure of victory.

He, more incensed

against your majesty
the rest, discharged me with these words:
'Tell him from me that he hath done me
wrong,
And therefore I'll uncrown him ere *t be long.'

EDWARD

you stand by us?
GLOUCESTER

Belike she minds to play the Amazon.
But what said Warwick to these injuries?

Ay, gracious sovereign; they are

true!

HASTINGS

KING EDWARD
I blame not her, she could
say little less;
She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen?
For I have heard that she was there in place.
POST
'Tell him,' quoth she, 'my mourning weeds are
done,
And I am ready to put armour on.'
KING EDWARD

Than

I

Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf
Go levy men, and make prepare for war;

we pardon

me

I:

Stay not for the love of Edward, but the crown.
KING EDWARD
Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick!
Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen;

and few words,
without your special pardon,
no

Not

follow me.
CLARENCE, and SOMERSET follows
GLOUCESTER

My thoughts aim at a further matter;

POST

My sovereign liege,

121-ii, 13

i,

me and Warwick,

[Aside

EDWARD

letters or

that love

[Exit

Enter a POST

KING

ACT IV,

III

That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage
I may not prove inferior to yourself.

Unless they seek for hatred at my hands;
Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe,
And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath.

GLOUCESTER
hear, yet say not much, but think the more.

PART

A plain

in

Warwickshire

WARWICK and OXFORD, with FRENCH
WARWICK

Trust me,

my lord,

all

SOLDIERS

hitherto goes well;

The common people by numbers swarm

to us.

CLARENCE and SOMERSET
where Somerset and Clarence comes
Enter

But see
Speak suddenly,

my lords,

are

we

!

all friends?

CLARENCE
Fear not

that,

my lord.
WARWICK

Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick;
And welcome, Somerset: I hold it cowardice
To rest mistrustful where a noble heart
Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love;
Else might I think that Clarence, Edward's brother,
Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings:
But welcome, sweet Clarence; my daughter shall be
thine.

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ACT IV,

ii,

i3-iii,

KING HENRY VI

22

And now what rests but, in night's coverture,
Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd,

seize himself; I say not,
slaughter
intend but only to surprise him.
that will follow
to this

me

23-60

see

where stand

his

shall

guard.

be ours.

WATCHMAN

there?

SECOND WATCHMAN

tents,
fatal steeds,

Stay, or thou diest!

[WARWICK and
and

the rest cry all,

'Warwick! Warwick!'

upon the GUARD, who fly, crying, 'Arm! arm!'
WARWICK and the restfollowing them
The drum playing and trumpet sounding, re-enter WAR

him,

set

WICK, SOMERSET, and the rest, bringing the KING out in
his gown, sitting in a chair. RICHARD and
HASTINGS^

Applaud the name of Henry with your leader.
all cry,

and

FIRST

attempt,

[They

iii,

my masters! honour now or never!

Who goes

I

You

his tent;

But follow me, and Edward

So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle,
At unawares may beat down Edward's guard,
For

is

Courage,

That as Ulysses and stout Diomede
With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus'

And

ACT IV,

III

WARWICK
This

His soldiers lurking in the towns about,
And but attended by a simple guard,
We may surprise and take him at our pleasure?
Our scouts have found the adventure very easy:

And brought from thence the Thracian

PART

over the stage

'Henry!'

Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort:
For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint George

SOMERSET

What are

they that

fly there?

!

[Exeunt

WARWICK
Richard and Hastings:

let

them go; here is

The duke.
SCENE
Enter

Gome

III.

three

on,

EDWARD'S camp,

near

WATCHMEN, to guard the
FIRST WATCHMAN"

my masters,

each

man

KING EDWARD
The duke! Why, Warwick, when we parted,
Thou call'dst me king.
WARWICK

WARWICK
KING'S

tent

take his stand:

When you

The king by this is set him down to sleep.
SECOND WATCHMAN
What,

will

Then

I degraded

is

alter'd:

me in my embassade,

you from being king,

And come now to create you Duke of York.
Alas! how should you govern any kingdom,
That know not how to use ambassadors,
Nor how to be contented with one wife.
Nor how to use your brothers brotherly,
Nor how to study for the people's welfare,
Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies?

he not to bed?

FIRST WATCHMAN
no; for he hath made a solemn vow,
Never to lie and take his natural rest,
Till Warwick or himself be quite suppress'd.

Why,

SECOND WATCHMAN
To-morrow then belike shall be the day,
If Warwick be so near as men report.
THIRD WATCHMAN
say, I pray, what nobleman is that,
That with the king here resteth in his tent?

But

FIRST

Ay, but the case

disgraced

WATCHMAN

Lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend.
THIRD WATCHMAN
O, is it so? But why commands the king
That his chief followers lodge in towns about him,
While he himself keeps in the cold field?
SECOND WATCHMAN
'Tis the more honour, because more dangerous.
THIRD WATCHMAN
Ay, but give me worship and quietness;
I like it better than a dangerous honour.
If Warwick knew in what estate he stands,
'Tis to be doubted he would waken him.
'Tis the

KING EDWARD
Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou here too.
Nay, then I see that Edward needs must down.
Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance,
Of thee thyself and all thy complices,
Edward will always bear himself as king:
Though fortune's malice overthrow my state,
My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel.

WARWICK
Then, for

his

mind, be Edward England's king:
[fakes off his crown

But Henry now shall wear the English crown,
And be true king indeed, thou but the shadow.
My Lord of Somerset, at my request,

Unless our halberds did shut up his passage.

Duke Edward be convey'd
Unto my brother, Archbishop of York.
When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows,
I'll follow you, and tell what answer
Lewis and the Lady Bona send to him.
Now, for a while farewell, good Duke of York.

SECOND WATCHMAN
Ay, wherefore else guard we his royal tent,
But to defend his person from night-foes?
Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and

KING EDWARD
What fates impose, that men must needs abide;
It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

FIRST

WATCHMAN

FRENCH SOLDIERS,

See that forthwith

[

Silent all

They lead him outforcibly

[Exit,

[99]

guarded

ACT IV,

KING HENRY VI

6i-iv, 35

iii,

PART

SCENE V. A park

OXFORD

What now remains, my
But march

to

ACT

III

lords, for us to do,
with our soldiers?

Ay, that's the first thing that we have to
To free king Henry from imprisonment,
And see him seated in the regal throne.

v, i-vi, 2

near Middleham Castle In Yorkshire

GLOUCESTER, LORD HASTINGS,
STANLEY, and others

Enter

London
WARWICK

IV>

SIR

WILLIAM

GLOUCESTER

do;

Now,
[Exeunt

SCENE IV. London. The palace

my Lord

Hastings and Sir William Stanley,

Leave off to wonder

why

drew you

I

hither,

Into this chiefest thicket of the park.
Thus stands the case: you know our king,

my

brother,

prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands
hath good usage and great liberty,
And, often but attended with weak guard,
Gomes hunting this way to disport himself.
I have advertised him by secret means,
Is

Enter

He

QUEEN ELIZABETH and RIVERS
RIVERS

Madam, what makes you in

this

sudden change?

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Why, brother Rivers, are you yet to learn
What late misfortune is befall' n King Edward?

That

RIVERS

What!

loss

if about this

hour he make

of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?
loss

of his

He
To

set

him

free

Enter KING

from

own royal person.

This way,

and a HUNTSMAN
HUNTSMAN

my lord;

is

Stand you thus

Your horse

KING

And

we

EDWARD

then?
HASTINGS

To Lynn, my

lord,

ship from thence to Flanders.

my meaning,

Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness.

a tear

And

stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs,
Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown
King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown.

RIVERS
But,

shall

GLOUCESTER
Well guess'd, believe me; for that was
KING EDWARD

QUEEN ELIZABETH
hope must hinder life's decay.
And I the rather wean me from despair
For love of Edward's offspring in my womb:
This is it that makes me bridle passion,
And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross;

,

deer?

stands ready at the park-corner.

But whither

Till then fair

many

close, to steal the bishop's

GLOUCESTER
Brother, the time and case require th haste:

RIVERS
These news I must confess are full of grief;
Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may:
Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.

in

the game.

rest,

Ay, almost slain,
Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard,
Or by his foe surprised at unawares:
And, as I further have to understand,
Is new committed to the Bishop of York,
Fell Warwick's brother and by that our foe.

draw

way lies
EDWARD

with him

Nay, this way, man: see where the huntsmen stand.
Now, brother of Gloucester, Lord Hastings, and the

QUEEN ELIZABETH
for he is taken prisoner,

this I

for this

KING

my sovereign slain?

Ay, ay, for

and men

his captivity.

EDWARD

RIVERS

Then

way

the colour of his usual game,
shall here find his friends with horse

QUEEN ELIZABETH
No, but the

this

Under

GLOUCESTER
But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk.
KING EDWARD
Huntsman, what say'st thou? wilt thou go along?

Gome then,

madam, where is Warwick then become?

HUNTSMAN
and be hang'd.
GLOUCESTER
away; let's ha' no more ado.

Better do so than tarry

KING

QUEEN ELIZABETH
I am inform'd that he comes towards London,
To set the crown once more on Henry's head:
Guess thou the rest; King Edward's friends must
down,
But, to prevent the tyrant's violence,
For trust not him that hath once broken faith,
I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary,
To save at least the heir of Edward's right:
There shall I rest secure from force and fraud.
Gome, therefore, let us fly while we may fly:
If Warwick take us we are sure to die.
[Exeunt

EDWARD

Bishop, farewell: shield thee from Warwick's frown;
And pray that I may repossess the crown. [Exeunt

SCENE VI. London. The Tower
Flourish. Enter

KING HENRY, CLARENCE, WARWICK,

SOMERSET, young RICHMOND, OXFORD, MONTAGUE, and
LIEUTENANT of the Tower

KING HENRY
Master lieutenant, now that God and friends
Have shaken Edward from the regal seat,

[ioo]

ACT IV,

And

vi,

turn'd

KING HENRY VI

3-52

my

captive state to liberty,

may challenge

are thy due fees?

when

after

many moody

What else? and

that succession be determined.

WARWICK

I

Conceive,

Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his part.
KING HENRY
But, with the first of all your chief affairs,
Let me entreat, for I command no more,
That Margaret your queen and my son Edward
Be sent for, to return from France with speed;
For,

thoughts,

I see

till

them

here,

by doubtful fear

At last, by notes of household harmony,
They quite forget their loss of liberty.

My joy of liberty is half eclipsed.

But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free,
And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee;
He was the author, thou the instrument.
Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite
By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me.
And that the people of this blessed land

It shall

CLARENCE

all

Of whom you seem

thy deeds.

fortune's malice,

For few men rightly temper with the stars:
Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace,
For choosing me when Clarence is in place.
CLARENCE
No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway,

Adjudged an olive branch and laurel crown,
As likely to be blest in peace and war;

Come

hither, England's hope. [Lays his hand on his
head} If secret powers
Suggest but truth to
divining thoughts,

POST

That Edward

And fled,

my free consent.

WARWICK

And

Unsavoury news! but how made he escape?
POST

He was convey'd by Richard duke of Gloucester
And the Lord Hastings, who attended him
In secret ambush on the

hearts,

That no dissension hinder government:
I make you both
protectors of this land,
While

escaped from your brother,
as he hears since, to Burgundy.
is

WARWICK

choose Clarence only for protector.
KING HENRY
Warwick and Clarence, give me both your hands:
Now join your hands, and with your hands your
I

myself will lead a private life,
And in devotion spend my latter days,
To sin's rebuke and my Creator's praise.

What answers

Clarence to

For hunting was

his daily exercise.

WARWICK

My brother was too careless of his charge.
But

let

us hence,

my sovereign,

to provide

A salve for any sore that may betide.

[Exeunt all but SOMERSET, RICHMOND, and

his sovereign's will?

CLARENCE

That he consents, if Warwick yield consent;
For on thy fortune I repose myself.

forest side,

And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him;

I

WARWICK

earl of Richmond.

KING HENRY

WARWICK
What news, my friend?

the heavens in thy nativity

therefore I yield thee

My liege, it is young Henry,

my

And now may seem as wise as virtuous,

And

have so tender care?
SOMERSET

to

This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss.
His looks are full of peaceful majesty,
His head by nature framed to wear a crown,
His hand to wield a sceptre, and himself
Likely in time to bless a regal throne.
Make much of him, my lords, for this is he
Must help you more than you are hurt by me.
Enter a POST

Your grace hath still been famed for virtuous;

To whom

my sovereign, with all speed.
KING HENRY

WARWICK
By spying and avoiding

be done,

My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that,

May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars,
Warwick, although my head still wear the crown,
I here resign my government to thee,
For thou art fortunate in

53-95

CLARENCE

nothing of their sovereigns;

if an humble prayer
may prevail,
then crave pardon of your majesty.
KING HENRY
For what, lieutenant? for well using me?
Nay, be thou sure I'll well requite thy kindness,
For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure;
Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds

But

vi,

it is more than needful
Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor,
And all his lands and goods be confiscate.

LIEUTENANT
Subjects

ACT IV,

III

And, Clarence, now then

My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys,

At our enlargement what

PART

OXFORD

SOMERSET

My lord,

then, though loath, yet must I be content:
We'll yoke together, like a double shadow

I like not of this flight of Edward's;
For doubtless Burgundy will yield him help,
And we shall have more wars before 't be long.
As Henry's late presaging prophecy
Did glad my heart with hope of this young Rich

Henry's body, and supply his place;
mean, in bearing weight of government,
While he enjoys the honour and his ease.

mond,
So doth my heartmisgive me, in these conflicts
What may befall him, to his harm and ours:

WARWICK
Why,

To
I

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vi, gS-vti,

KING HENRY VI

30

the rest shall down.

SOMERSET
It shall

Gome,

be so; he shall to Brittany.
therefore, let's about it speedily.

vii }

31-68

that all were well,
So 'twere not 'long of him; but being enter'd,
I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade
Both him and all his brothers unto reason.
Enter the MAYOR and two ALDERMEN, below
KING EDWARD
must not be shut
So, master mayor: these gates
But in the night or in the time of war.
What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys;

The good

OXFORD
Ay, for if Edward repossess the crown,

Richmond with

ACT IV,

III

HASTINGS

Therefore, Lord Oxford, to prevent the worst,
Forthwith we'll send him hence to Brittany,
Till storms be past of civil enmity.

'Tis like that

PART

[Exeunt

old

man would fain

[Takes his

SCENE VII.
Flourish. Enter

Before Tork

KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS,

and SOLDIERS
KING EDWARD
Now, brother Richard, Lord Hastings, and the
Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends,
And says that once more I shall interchange
My waned state for Henry's regal crown.

Well have we pass'd and now
And brought desired help from Burgundy:

What then remains, we being thus arrived
From Ravenspurgh haven before the gates of York,
But that we enter, as into our dukedom?
GLOUCESTER

The gates made fast! Brother, I like not this;
For many men that stumble at the threshold
Are well foretold that danger

lurks within.

KING EDWARD
Tush, man, abodements must not now affright
By fair or foul means we must enter in,
For hither will our friends repair to us.

us:

of your coming,

And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;
For now we owe allegiance unto Henry.
KING EDWARD
But, master mayor, if Henry be your king,
Yet Edward at the least is Duke of York.

loyal subject

MONTGOMERY
Then fare you well, for I will hence again:
I came to serve a king, and not a duke.
Drummer, strike up, and let us march away.

MONTGOMERY

Till then,

HASTINGS
stand you in a doubt?
are King Henry's friends.

Why, master mayor, why

MAYOR
be open'd.
[They descend

GLOUCESTER
A wise stout captain, and soon persuaded
-

1

EDWARD

'tis

wisdom

to conceal

our meaning.

HASTINGS

GLOUCESTER
[Aside] But when the fox hath once got in his nose,
He'll soon find means to make the body follow.

Ay, say you

march

When we grow stronger, then we'll make our claim:

KING EDWARD
Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom,
As being well content with that alone.

so? the gates shall then

to

talk

KING

my good lord; I know you for no less.

Open the gates; we

The drum begins

you of debating? in few words,
If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king,
I'll leave you to your fortune, and be gone
To keep them back that come to succour you:
Why shall we fight, if you pretend no title?
GLOUCESTER
Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points?

What

MAYOR
True,

arms?

By

MAYOR OF YORK and his Brethren
MAYOR

we were forewarned

in

ought to do.
KING EDWARD
Thanks, good Montgomery; but we now forget
Our title to the crown, and only claim
Our dukedom till God please to send the rest.

As every

[

HASTINGS

lily lords,

Sir John

KING EDWARD
and we'll debate
Nay, stay, Sir John, a while,
what safe means the crown may be recover 'd.

My liege, I'll knock once more to summon them.
Enter, on the walls> the

is

MONTGOMERY
To help King Edward in his time of storm,

repass'd the seas,

,

GLOUCESTER
Montgomery,
Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived.
KING EDWARD
Welcome, Sir John! But why come you
Brother, this

rest,

keys

For Edward will defend the town and thee,
And all those friends that deign to follow me.
March. Enter MONTGOMERY, with drum and SOLDIERS

Away with scrupulous wit! now arms must rule.
GLOUCESTER

And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns.
Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand;
The bruit thereof will bring you many friends.
KING EDWARD
Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right,
And Henry but usurps the diadem.
MONTGOMERY
Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself;

And now will I

[102]

be Edward's champion.

ACT

IV,

vii, Sg-viii,

KING HENRY VI

22

HASTINGS

Sound trumpet; Edward shall be here proclaim'd:
Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation.
[Flourish

Edward
England

SOLDIERS
the Fourth, by the grace of God,
king of
and France, and lord of Ireland, &c.

MONTGOMERY
And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's
By this I challenge him to single fight.

[Throws down
live

Edward

III

AcrlV,

viii,

23-64

Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply.
Farewell, my sovereign.

KING HENRY

and my Troy's true hope.
CLARENCE
kiss your highness' hand.

my Hector,

Farewell,

In sign of truth,

I

KING HENRY
Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!

MONTGOMERY

right,

and so I take my leave.
OXFORD
And thus I seal my truth, and bid adieu.
KING HENRY
Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague,
And all at once, once more a happy farewell.
Comfort,

his gauntlet

ALL

Long

PART

the Fourth!

KING EDWARD
Thanks, brave Montgomery; and thanks unto you

my lord;

all:

WARWICK

If fortune serve me,

I'll

requite this kindness.

Farewell, sweet lords:

Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York;
And when the morning sun shall raise his car
Above the border of this horizon,
We'll forward towards Warwick and his mates;
For well I wot that Henry is no soldier.
Ah, fro ward Clarence! how evil it beseems thee,
To flatter Henry and forsake thy brother!
Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwick.

[Exeunt

KING HENRY

Here

at the palace will I rest a while.
Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?
Methinks the power that Edward hath in field
Should not be able to encounter mine.

EXETER

The doubt is

Come

on, brave soldiers: doubt not of the day,
And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay.

That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame:
I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;
pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
mercy dried their water-flowing tears;
I have not been desirous of their wealth,
Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies,

My
My
My

SCENE VIII. London. The palace
KING HENRY, WARWICK, MONTAGUE,
CLARENCE, EXETER, and OXFORD

Flourish. Enter

lords?

WARWICK
Edward from Belgia,

With hasty Germans and blunt Hollanders,
Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas,
And with his troops doth march amain to London;

Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd:
Then why should they love Edward more than me?
No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace:
the lion fawns upon the lamb,

And when

The lamb will never cease

And many giddy people flock to him.

is

quickly trodden out;
suffer'd, rivers

cannot quench.

WARWICK
In Warwickshire

I

have true-hearted

You

friends,

A Lancaster!'

are the fount that

makes small brooks

to flow:

Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry,

Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war;
Those will I muster up: and thou, son Clarence,
Shalt stir up in Suffolk, Norfolk and in Kent,
The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:

And

swell so

much

Hence with him

Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham,
Northampton and in Leicestershire, shalt find
Men well inclined to hear what thou command st:
And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well beloved,
In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.
5

My sovereign, with the loving citizens,
Like to "his island

him.

Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?
Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, and SOLDIERS
KING EDWARD
Seize on the shame-faced Henry, bear him hence;
And once again proclaim us king of England.

CLARENCE
Which, being

to follow

*A Lancaster!
EXETER

[Shout within,

KING HENRY
Let's levy men, and beat him back again.

A little fire

that he will seduce the rest.

KING HENRY

[Exeunt

What counsel,

meet at Coventry.
KING HENRY and EXETER

let's

all but

And,

lords,

the higher by their ebb.
Tower; let him not speak.
[Exeunt some with KING HENRY

to the

towards Coventry bend

we our course,

Where peremptory Warwick now remains:

The sun

shines hot; and, if we use delay,

Cold biting winter rnars our hoped-for hay.
GLOUCESTER

Away betimes, before his forces join,
And take the great-grown traitor unawares:

with the ocean,
Or modest Dian circled with her nymphs,
Shall rest in London till we come to him.
girt in

Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry.
[Exeunt
[

103]

ACT V,

PART

KING HENRY VI

1-31

i,

ACT V
SCENE

I.

the post that

came from

I

that gave the

valiant Oxford?

Why then

'tis

this at

art no Atlas for so great a weight:
And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again;
And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject.

WARWICK

KING EDWARD
But Warwick's king is Edward's prisoner:
And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this:
What is the body when the head is off?
GLOUCESTER
Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast,
But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten.
The king was slily ringer 'd from the deck!

came from Montague?

SECOND MESSENGER

By

this at

Daintry, with a puissant troop.
Enter SIR

JOHN SOMERVILE

WARWICK
Say, Somervile, what says

And, by thy

guess,

my loving son?

how nigh is Clarence now?

You

SOMERVILE

And

poor Henry at the bishop's palace,

left

And, ten

did leave him with his forces,
do expect him here some two hours hence.

At Southam

I

to one, you'll

[Drum heard
at hand; I hear his

'Tis

even

so; yet

It

is

not

his,

here Southam lies:
hears marcheth from

my lord;

had rather chop

belike, unlock' d-for friends.

SOMERVILE
are at hand, and you shall quickly know.
March. Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER,
and SOLDIERS

KING EDWARD
Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound a parle.
GLOUCESTER
See how the surly Warwick mans the wall!

WARWICK
unbid spite! is sportful Edward come?
Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduced,
That we could hear no news of his repair?
KING EDWARD
Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city gates,
Speak gentle words and humbly bend thy knee,
Call Edward king and at his hands beg mercy?

And he shall pardon

thee these outrages.

WARWICK
Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces hence,
Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee down,
Call Warwick patron and be penitent?
And thou shalt still remain the Duke of York.
GLOUCESTER
1 thought, at least, he would have said the
king;
Or did he make the jest against his will?

WARWICK
Is

not a dukedom,

sir,

a goodly

still.

time; kneel

down,

kneel

else the iron cools.

WARWICK
I

They

Tower.

this

hand

of! at a blow,

And with the other fling it at thy face,
Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee.

WARWICK

Who should that be?

you are Warwick
GLOUCESTER

War

wick.

in the

EDWARD

Come, Warwick, take the
down:
Nay, when? strike now, or

drum.

SOMERVILE

The drum your honour

meet him

KING

WARWICK

Then Clarence is

gift.

Thou

FIRST MESSENGER
Dunsmore, marching hitherward.

the post that

to thy brother.

WARWICK

How far off is our brother Montague?
Where is

kingdom

KING EDWARD
mine, if but by Warwick's

How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fellow?
By

3 '2-6 7

WARWICK
'Twas

WARWICK
is

i,

GLOUCESTER
Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give:
I'll do thee service for so good a gift.

Coventry

Enter WARWICK, the MAYOR OF COVENTRY,
two MESSENGERS, and others upon the walls

Where

ACT V,

III

Sail

how thou

This hand,

KING EDWARD
have wind and tide thy friend.
wound about thy coal-black hair,

canst,

fast

Shall, whiles thy head is warm and new cut off,
Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood,

'Wind-changing Warwick

now can change

no

more.'
Enter OXFORD, with drum and colours

WARWICK

O cheerful colours

!

where Oxford comes
OXFORD

see

Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!
[He and

!

his forces enter the

city

GLOUCESTER

The gates

are open,

let

us enter too.

KING EDWARD
So other foes may set upon our backs.
Stand we in good array; for they no doubt
Will issue out again and bid us battle
If not, the city being but of small defence,
We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same.
:

WARWICK
O, welcome, Oxford! for we want thy help.
Enter MONTAGUE, with drum and colours

MONTAGUE
Montague, Montague,

for Lancaster

[He and

gift?

[104]

!

his forces enter the

city

ACT V,

i,

68-1

KING HENRY VI

1 1

PART

ACT V,

III

KING EDWARD
The harder match'd, the greater victory:
My mind presageth happy gain and conquest.
Enter SOMERSET, with drum and

colours.

SCENE

SOMERSET
Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster!
[He and his forces

enter the city

GLOUCESTER
of thy name, both Dukes of Somerset,

Alarum and

II. Afield

lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear;
For Warwick was a bug that fear'd us all.
Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee,
That Warwick's bones may keep thine company.

WARWICK

And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps along,

[Exit

Offeree enough to bid his brother battle;
With whom an upright zeal to right prevails
More than the nature of a brother's love!
Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt, if Warwick call.
CLARENCE
Father of Warwick, know you what this means?
his red rose out

of his hat

here, I throw

my infamy at thee:
I will not ruinate my father's house,
Who gave his blood to lime the stones together,

And set up Lancaster. Why,

trow'st thou, Warwick,
That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnatural,
To bend the fatal instruments of war
Against his brother and his lawful king?

Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath:
To keep that oath were more impiety
Than Jephthah's, when he sacrificed his daughter.

am so sorry for my trespass made
That, to deserve well at my brother's hands,
I

I

here proclaim myself thy mortal

foe,

With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee
As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad

WARWICK
Ah, who

is

And

me, who

tell

Why ask I

nigh?
that?

is

my

me, friend or foe.
York or Warwick?
mangled body shows,
to

victor,

My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows,
That I must yield my body to the earth
And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe.
Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge,
Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle,
Under whose shade the ramping lion slept,

Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading tree,

And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind.
These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black
veil,

Have been

as piercing as the

mid-day sun,

To search the secret treasons of the world
The wrinkles in my brows, now fill'd with

:

blood,

Were liken' d oft to kingly sepulchres;
For who lived king, but I could dig his grave?
And who durst smile when Warwick bent his brow?
Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!
Even now forsake me, and of all
Is

nothing

left

my lands
me but my body's length.

Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust?
And, live we how we can, yet die we must.

Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends:
And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults,
For I will henceforth be no more unconstant.

Enter

OXFORD and SOMERSET
SOMERSET

KING EDWARD
Now welcome more, and ten times more beloved,
Than if thou never hadst deserved our hate.
GLOUCESTER

Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as we are,
We might recover all our loss again:
The queen from France hath brought a puissant
power:

Even now we heard the news:

brother-like.

is

come

My parks, my walks, my manors that I had,

To plague thee for thy foul misleading me.
And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee,
And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks.

Welcome, good Clarence; this

KING EDWARD, bringing

WARWICK wounded
KING EDWARD

So,

sold their lives unto the house of York;
the third, if this sword hold.
Enter CLARENCE, with drum and colours

[Taking

of battle near Barnet

excursions. Enter

forth

And thou shalt be

Look

ah, couldst thou

What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town, and fight?

Why, then would not fly. Ah, Montague,
If thou be there, sweet brother, take my hand,
And with thy lips keep in my soul a while!
Thou lovest me not; for, brother, if thou didst,

Or

Thy

I

passing traitor, perjured and unjust!

shall

we

EDWARD

beat the stones about thine ears?

1 will

am not coop'd

here for defence!

away towards Barnet presently,

And bid

thee battle, Edward,

if

would wash this cold congealed blood,
glues my lips and will not let me speak.
Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead.
tears

That

WARWICK
Alas, I

fly!

WARWICK

WARWICK
KING

40

Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and leads the way.
Lords, to the field; Saint George and victory!
[Exeunt KING EDWARD and his company. March.
WARWICK and his company follow

thy brother both shall buy this treason
Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear.

Have

112-ii,

KING EDWARD

GLOUCESTER

Thou and

Two

i,

thou darest.

SOMERSET

Ah, Warwick! Montague hath breathed his last;

[105]

V

ACT

?

ii,

KING HENRY VI

41-iv, 4

And to the latest gasp cried out for Warwick,
And said 'Commend me to my valiant brother.
And more he would have said, and more he spoke,
5

Which sounded like a clamour in a vault,
That mought not be distinguished; but at last
I
C

well might hear, delivered with a groan,

O,

farewell,

Warwick!'

WARWICK
Sweet rest his soul! Fly, lords, and save yourselves;
For Warwick bids you all farewell, to meet in
heaven.

[Dies

OXFORD

Away, away,

to

meet

the queen's great power!
[Here they bear away his body. Exeunt

PART

And

III. Another part of the field

KING EDWARD in triumph; with
GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest
KING EDWARD
Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course,
And we are graced with wreaths of victory.
But, in the midst of this bright-shining day,
I spy a black, suspicious, threatening cloud,
That will encounter with our glorious sun,
Ere he attain his easeful western bed:
Flourish. Enter

mean,

CLARENCE

A little gale will soon disperse that cloud,
And blow it to the source from whence it came:
Thy very beams will dry those vapours up,

5

Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the rock,
Which industry and courage might have saved?
Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this!
Say Warwick was our anchor; what of that?
And Montague our topmast; what of him?
Our slaughter'd friends the tackles; what of these?
Why, is not Oxford here another anchor?

And

Somerset another goodly mast?
our shrouds and tacklings?
And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I
For once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge?
We will not from the helm to sit and weep,
But keep our course, though the rough wind say no,
From shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck,
As good to chide the waves as speak them fair.
And what is Fjdward but a ruthless sea?
What Clarence but a quicksand of deceit?
And Richard but a ragged fatal rock?
All these the enemies to our poor bark.
Say you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while!
friends of France

then! what cannot be avoided
'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear.
PRINCE
Methinks a woman of this valiant spirit
Should, if a coward heard her speak these words,
Infuse his breast with magnanimity,
And make him, naked, foil a man at arms.
I speak not this as
doubting any here;
For did I but suspect a fearful man,
He should have leave to go away betimes,
Lest in our need he might infect another,

Why, courage

And

Somerset, with Oxford, fled to her:
If she have time to breathe, be well assured
Her faction will be full as strong as ours.

EDWARD

We are advertised by our loving friends
That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury:
We, having now the best at Barnet field,
Will thither straight, for willingness rids way;
And, as we march, our strength will be augmented
In every county as we go along.
Strike up the drum; cry 'Courage!' and away.

And make him of like spirit to himself.
If any such be here as God forbid
!

Let him depart before

we need

his help.

OXFORD

[Exeunt

Women and children of so high a

And warriors
SCENE IV.

EDWARD,

cable broke, the holding-anchor

lost,

courage,

why, 'twere perpetual shame.

Doth live again in thee: long mayst thou
To bear his image and renew his glories

live

!

SOMERSET

QUEEN MARGARET
Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
What though the mast be now blown overboard,

The

faint!

O brave young prince! thy famous grandfather

Plains near Tewksbury

March. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE
SOMERSET, OXFORD, and SOLDIERS

,

r>

sailors swallow'd in the flood?

rocks.

For every cloud engenders not a storm.
GLOUCESTER
The queen is valued thirty thousand strong,

KING

5

Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly sink:
Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off,
Or else you famish; that's a threefold death.
This speak I, lords, to let you understand,
If case some one of you would fly from us,
That there's no hoped-for mercy with the brothers,
More than with ruthless waves, with sands and

my lords,

those powers that the queen
Hath raised in Gallia have arrived our coast,
And, as we hear, march on to fight with us.
I

iv,

half our
Yet lives our pilot still. Is t meet that he
Should leave the helm, and like a fearful lad
With tearful eyes add water to the sea,
And give more strength to that which hath too
much,

The

SCENE

Ac/r V,

III

And he that will not
for such a hope,
Go home to bed, andfi^ht
like the owl by
day,
If he arise,

be mock'd and wonder 'd
QUEEN MARGARET

at.

Thanks, gentle Somerset; sweet Oxford, thanks.

[106]

ACT V,

KING HENRY VI

59- v, io

iv,

PART

III

and

GLOUCESTER
where youthful Edward comes!

PRINCE

And

take his thanks that yet hath
nothing
Enter a MESSENGER

It

else.

is:

Enter SOLDIERS, with PRINCE

MESSENGER

KING

Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at hand,
to fight; therefore be resolute.

Bring forth the gallant,

Ready

thought no- less:

I

haste thus

it is

fast, to

his policy
find us unprovided.

And

SOMERSET
But he's deceived; we are in readiness.

my heart,

to see

your forwardness.

OXFORD

Here pitch our

hence we

battle;

Flourish and March. Enter KING

will not

budge.

EDWARD, GLOUCESTER,

CLARENCE, and SOLDIERS
KING EDWARD

Brave followers, yonder stands the thorny wood,
Which, by the heavens assistance and your strength,
Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night.
I need not add more fuel to
your fire,
For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out:
Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords!
QUEEN MARGARET
Lords, knights, and gentlemen, what I should say
My tears gainsay; for every word I speak,
Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes.
Therefore, no more but this: Henry, your sovereign,
3

prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd,
His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain,
His statutes cancelPd, and his treasure spent;
Is

valiant,

all

signal to the fight.
[Alarum: Retreat: Excursions. Exeunt

us hear

him

speak.

me

to?

Speak like
Suppose that I am now my father's mouth;
Resign thy chair, and where I stand kneel thou,
Whilst I propose the selfsame words to thee,
Which, traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to.

QUEEN MARGARET
Ah, that thy father had been so resolved!
GLOUCESTER
That you might still have worn the petticoat,
And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster.
PRINCE
Let JEsop fable in a winter's night;
His currish riddles sort not with this place.

GLOUCESTER

By heaven,

Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER,
CLARENCE, and SOLDIERS; with QUEEN MARGARET,
OXFORD, and SOMERSET, prisoners
KING EDWARD
Now here a period of tumultuous broils.
Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight:
For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak,

I'll

brat,

Ay, thou wast born

not trouble thee with words.
SOMERSET
but stoop with patience to my fortune.
[Exeunt OXFORD and SOMERSET, guarded

QUEEN MARGARET
So part we sadly in this troublous world,
To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.
KING EDWARD
Is proclamation made, that who finds Edward
Shall have a high reward, and he his life?

to

be a plague to men.

GLOUCESTER

lad,

charm your tongue.

thou art too malapert.
PRINCE

I know my duty; you are all undutiful:
Lascivious Edward, and thou perjured George,
And thou mis-shapen Dick, I tell ye all

I am your better, traitors as ye are:
And thou usurp 'st my father's right and mine.
KING EDWARD

Take

t

that,

thou likeness of this railer here. [Stabs him
GLOUCESTER

Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony.
[Stabs him

OXFORD
I'll

plague ye for that word.

QUEEN MARGARET

CLARENCE

SCENE V. Another part of the field

Nor I,

let

Peace, wilful boy, or I will

and give

my part,

EDWARD

EDWARD

the trouble thou hast turn'd

Untutor'd

For

1-44

For God's sake, take away this captive scold.
PRINCE
Nay, take away this scolding crook-back rather.
KING EDWARD

And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil.
You fight injustice: then, in God's name, lords,
Be

1

PRINCE
a subject, proud ambitious York!

QUEEN MARGARET
This cheers

v,

What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make
For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,

OXFORD

To

lo,

ACT V,

CLARENCE

And

there's for twitting

me with perjury.

QUEEN MARGARET
O,

kill

[Stabs him

.

me too!
GLOUCESTER

Marry, and

shall.

[Offers to kill her

EDWARD
for we have done

KING

too much.
Hold, Richard, hold;
GLOUCESTER
Why should she live, to fill the world with words?

ACT V,

v,

KING EDWARD
What, doth she swoon? use means
GLOUCESTER
Clarence, excuse
I'll

hence

me

to the

London on a

to

Ere ye come

PART

KING HENRY VI

45-85

there,

king

ACT V,

III

KING
for her recovery.

He's sudden,

v, 86-vij 33

EDWARD

thing comes in his head.
hence: discharge the common sort

if a

Now march we

With pay and thanks, and let's away to London,
our gentle queen how well she fares:

my brother;

And see

serious matter:

By

be sure to hear some news.
CLARENCE

this, I

hope, she hath a son for me.

[Exeunt

What? what?
GLOUCESTER

The Tower,

SCENE VI. London. The Tower

the Tower.

[Exit

QUEEN MARGARET

HENRY and GLOUCESTER, with
LIEUTENANT, on the walls

Enter KING

O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy mother, boy!
Canst thou not speak?

O traitors! murderers!

They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at all,
Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame,

Good

If this foul deed were by to equal it:
He was a man; this, in respect, a child:

Ay,
3

my lord.

it?

KING HENRY
I should say rather;

my good lord: my lord,

And both preposterous;

And I will speak, that so my heart may burst.
Butchers and villains! bloody cannibals!
How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd!
You have no children, butchers! if you had,
The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse:
But if you ever chance to have a child,
Look in his youth to have him so cut off,
As, deathsmen, you have rid this sweet young

Sirrah, leave us to ourselves:

CLARENCE

much

So
So

the reckless shepherd from the wolf;
the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece,
And next his throat unto the butcher's knife.
What scene of death hath Roscius now to act?
flies

first

it?

Thou

art not here: murder is thy alms-deed;
Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back.

Away,

to

officer.

GLOUCESTER
peevish fool was that of Crete,
That taught his son the office of a fowl!
And yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd.

KING HENRY
I,

Daedalus;

my poor boy,

Icarus;

Thy father, Minos, that denied our course;
The sun that sear'd the wings of my sweet boy
Thy brother Edward, and thyself the sea
Ah,

kill

gulf did swallow

me with thy weapon,

up

his

life.

not with words!

My breast can better brook thy dagger's point,
Than can my

QUEEN MARGARET
you and yours, as to this prince!
[Exit, led out forcibly

KING EDWARD
Where's Richard gone?
CLARENCE
To London, all in post; and, as I guess,
To make a bloody supper in the Tower.

bush an

KING HENRY
The bird that hath been limed in a bush,
With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush;
And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird,

Whose envious

EDWARD

I say; I charge ye, bear her hence.

So come

fear each

Why, what a

Ay, but thou usest to forswear thyself:
'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity.
What, wilt thou not? Where is that devil's butcher,
Hard-favour'd Richard? Richard, where art thou?

KING

LIEUTENANT

KING HENRY

it.

CLARENCE

me swear I would not do
QUEEN MARGARET

5

confer.

kill'd.

Clarence, do; sweet Clarence, do thou do

Didst thou not hear

alike,

Have now the fatal object in my eye,
Where my poor young was limed, was caught and

ease.

QUEEN MARGARET

Good

we must

[Exit

The thief doth

QUEEN MARGARET

not do thee so

were

therefore, not 'good lord.

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;

Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch me here;
Here sheathe thy sword, I'll pardon thee my death:
What, wilt thou not? then, Clarence, do it thou.
I will

devil'

GLOUCESTER

KING EDWARD
with her; go, bear her hence perforce.

By heaven,

better:

little

GLOUCESTER

prince!

Away

GLOUCESTER
What, at your book so hard?

Tis sin to flatter; 'good' was
"Good Gloucester' and 'good

And men

ne'er spend their fury on a child.
What's worse than murderer, that I may name
No, ho, my heart will burst, an if I speak:

day,

the

ears that tragic history.

But wherefore dost thou come? is 't for
GLOUCESTER
Think'st thou I am an executioner?
KING HENRY
A persecutor, I am sure, thou art:
If murdering innocents be
executing,
Why, then thou art an executioner.

[108]

my life?

ACT V,

vi,

KING HENRY VI

34-83

GLOUCESTER

Thy son

I

kilPd for his presumption.

KING HENRY

Hadst thou been kilPd when

first

thou didst pre

sume,

Thou

hadst not lived to kill a son of mine.
thus I prophesy, that many a thousand,
Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear,
And many an old man's sigh and many a widow's,

And

And many an

orphan's water-standing eye

Men for their sons, wives for their husbands,
And orphans for their parents timeless death

PART

ACT V,

III

vi, 84-vii, 3

1

Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light:
But I will sort a pitchy day for thee;
For I will buz abroad such prophecies
That Edward shall be fearful of his life,
And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death.

King Henry and

the prince his son are gone:
Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest,

Counting myself but bad till I be best.
throw thy body in another room,
And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom.
I'll

[Exit, with the body

5

Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born.

The owl shriek'd at thy birth, an evil sign;
The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time;
Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempest shook down trees;
The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top,

And chattering pies in dismal discords sung.
Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain,
And yet brought forth less than a mother's hope,
To wit, an indigested and deformed lump,
Not

like the fruit

of such a goodly

tree.

Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born,

To

signify thou earnest to bite the world:
And, if the rest be true which I have heard,

Thou earnest
hear no more:

die,

prophet, in thy speech:
[Stabs

For

this,

amongst the

rest,

was

him

Re-purchased with the blood of enemies.
What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn,
Have we mow'd down in tops of all their pride!
Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd
For hardy and undoubted champions;

Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound;
bears,

Warwick and

Montague,

Ay, and for much more slaughter after this.
O, God forgive my sins, and pardon thee!
[Dies
GLOUCESTER
What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster
Sink in the ground? I thought it would have
mounted.
See how my sword weeps for the poor king's death!
0, may such purple tears be always shed

From

those that wish the downfall of our house!
If any spark of life be yet remaining,
Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thither:
[Stabs

him again

that have neither pity, love, nor fear.
Indeed, 'tis true that Henry told me of;
For I have often heard my mother say
I came into the world with my legs forward:
Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste,
And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right?
The midwife wonder'd, and the women cried
1,

5

he is born with teeth!
And so I was; which plainly signified
That I should snarl and bite and play the dog.
Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so,
Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it.
I have no brother, I am like no brother;
And this word ''love,' which greybeards call divine,
Be resident in men like one another.
And not in me: I am myself alone.

O, Jesus

Once more we sit in England's royal throne,

With them, the two brave

I ordain'd.

KING HENRY

e

Enter KING EDWARD, QUEEN ELIZABETH,
CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a NURSE With the
young PRINCE, and ATTENDANTS
KING EDWARD

Flourish.

Two Cliffords, as the father and the son;
And two Northumberlands; two braver men

GLOUCESTER
I'll

SCENE VII. London. The palace

That

in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion,
the forest tremble when they roar'd.

And made

Thus have we swept

suspicion from our seat,

And made our footstool of security.
Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy.
Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself
Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night,
Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat,
repossess the crown in peace:
of our labours thou shalt reap the gain.

That thou mightst

And

GLOUCESTER
[Aside] I'll blast his harvest, if your head
not look'd on in the world.
For yet I

were

laid;

am

This shoulder was ordain'd so thick

to

heave;

And heave it shall some weight, or break my back:
Work thou the way, and thou shalt execute.
KING EDWARD
Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen;

And kiss your princely nephew,

bless us,

brothers both.

CLARENCE

The duty that I owe unto your majesty
I seal

upon

the lips of this sweet babe.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks.
GLOUCESTER
And, that I love the tree from whence thou
sprang'st,

ACT V,

vii,

32-38

KING HENRY VI

Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit.
[Aside] To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master,
And cried, 'all hail!' when as he meant all harm.
KING EDWARD

Now am I seated as my soul delights,
Having my country's peace and brothers'
What will

loves.

CLARENCE
your grace have done with Margaret?

Reignier, her father, to the

King of France

PART

III

J\crr V,

yii,

39-46

the Sicils and Jerusalem,
hither have they sent it for her ransom.

Hath pawii'd

And

KING EDWARD
Away with her, and waft her hence to France.
And now what rests but that we spend the time

With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows,
Such as befits the pleasure of the court?
Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy!
For here,

[no]

I

hope, begins our lasting joy.

[Exeutit

THE TRAGEDY OF KING RICHARD

III

SYNOPSIS
I.HE deformed Richard, Duke of Gloucester, loses no time, once the wars are over, in promoting
gain the throne, and immediately revives an old prophecy made to Edward IV
that his issue would be disinherited by one of his heirs whose name begins with the letter G, thereby

his evil plots to

drawing the King's suspicions upon his brother George, Duke of Clarence, who is
blames the King's hatred on the influence of his wife, Queen Elizabeth, promises
him, then gives orders for

While

his secret

arrested.
his

Richard

brother to free

murder in the Tower.

King Henry VI, is being buried, he interrupts the funeral procession at
tended by the Lady Anne, widow of the young Prince of Wales whom his brothers and he had
stabbed to death, and, with artful persuasion, he swears that his great love for her had forced him
to these murders, finally prevailing upon her to stop cursing him and accept an engagement ring.
He then visits the court to inquire for the sick Edward, and by professing samtliness and complain
ing of his wrongs he succeeds in convincing Derby, Hastings and Buckingham that Queen Eliza
beth and her supporters had poisoned the King's mind against Clarence whose death, supposedly
by the King's order, has greatly shaken them all. Edward dies after trying to make peace among
the hostile factions, and the young Prince Edward is brought to London to be crowned.
Richard having imprisoned the Queen's adherents, Lord Rivers, Lord Grey and Sir Thomas
Vaughan, whom he later executes, the Archbishop of York offers sanctuary to the fearful Elizabeth
his victim,

and her second son, the little Duke of York, but Gloucester contrives to get the boy away from his
mother, and with a great parade of affection and consideration has both children lodged in the

Tower under his supervision, as though in preparation for little Edward's coronation. Through his
henchman Catesby, he finds out that the powerful Lord Hastings is a staunch adherent to the
and at a council meeting called to arrange for the coronation Richard suddenly
nobleman of treason and orders him immediately executed, then, accompanied by his
Buckingham, in rusty battered armor, he pretends to the Lord Mayor that they are in great

young

Prince,

accuses the
ally,

danger from a plot of Hastings which necessitated

his hurried execution.

instructed to emphasize at the Guildhall the immorality of the late King
Buckingham
the
to
Edward,
illegitimacy of his children, and also to hint that Edward himself was a bas
imply
tard. As a result of this propaganda, the citizens of London, headed by the Lord Mayor, wait upon
is

Richard to offer him the crown, and acting upon Buckingham's suggestion he appears on a balcony
attended by two bishops and apparently absorbed in his prayer book, giving the people a profound

impression of his piety. Hypocritically affecting a great reluctance, he at length yields to the en
treaties of the Lord Mayor, seconded by Buckingham and upheld by Catesby, and accepts the

crown, arrangements being rapidly pushed ahead for the coronation.
At the Tower, where they have come to visit the beloved little Princes, the Queen Mother, the
old Duchess of York and Lady Anne are denied admission by the lieutenant in charge. They then
hear in abject despair of Richard's usurpation of the throne, and the miserable Lady Anne is sum
moned to Westminster to be crowned. Richard now suggests to Buckingham that the death of the
necessary for the security of his crown, but the Duke hesitates, whereupon the new
with sudden coolness ignores his request for the promised earldom of Hereford, and proceeds

Princes

little

King

is

in secret with his foul plots.

Rumors

are given out that his wife

Anne

is

mortally

ill,

and she

later

Elizabeth of
planned, so that Richard may strengthen his position by marrying
York, daughter of the late Edward IV. He imprisons Clarence's son; arranges a marriage to lower
the standing of Clarence's daughter; and by promising preferment to the discontented Sir James
his niece,

dies, as

Tyrrel he has the

little

Princes smothered to death as they sleep in each other's arms in the Tower,

Each day, however, brings

tidings of English

noblemen who have

fled to Brittany to join the

Tudor, Duke of Richmond, whom as a boy Henry VI had acclaimed as England's
hope, and Richmond soon lands at Milford with a great army to gain the crown. Buckingham,
knowing well what he may expect from the villainous Richard, is among the noblemen who gather

forces of Henry

to

Richmond's standard

as

he marches inland, but he

is

soon captured and executed by the King's

order.

The two armies meet on Bos worth Field, and on the night before the battle Richard is terrified
by a parade of the ghosts of all his victims who prophesy his defeat. The same ghosts visit Rich
mond and, assuring him of victory, leave him calm and confident for the battle. Richard fights
desperately but is slain in personal combat with Richmond, who mounts the throne, and, by
marrying Elizabeth of York, ends the civil strife by uniting the factions of the white and red roses.

HISTORICAL DATA
The material for this play, as in the case of most
of the historical dramas attributed to Shakespeare,
is drawn in large part from Holinshed's Chronicles.
In the case of the characterization of Richard III
these derive from Sir Thomas More's History of
Edward V and Richard IIL Shakespeare evidently
used the second edition of Holinshed (1586-7) as
only this edition contains a mistake which was
copied in the quarto edition of the play in 1597.
The theme of the tragedy of Richard III had
been a popular one and Shakespeare probably
benefited by several earlier works, notably The
True Tragedie of Richard the Third by an unknown

author, Dr. Legge's Latin chronicles play, Richardus
Tertius, written for performance at Cambridge

University, and Richard Crookback, a play generally
attributed to Ben Jonson.

Courtenay, in his

Commentaries,

considers

the

wooing of Queen Anne, and the two great cursing
scenes in which Margaret of Anjou plays the chief
part,

as

well

as

several

other

scenes,

entirely

Shakespeare's own inventions. Certainly there
foundation for them in Holinshed.

is

no

Basing their opinion upon the marks of Shakeearly style, and in particular upon the
evidences of the influence of Marlowe,
authorities generally agree that this play was
written "not later than 1593." It is included by
speare's

strong

Meres in

[112]

Palladis

Tamia in 1598.

;(

A

horse/ a horse!"

RICHARD in

THE TRAGEDY OF KING RICHARD

III

DRAMATIS PERSONS
KING EDWARD

the Fourth.

SIR

EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards)
J
King Edward V.,
t
Duke
RICHARD,
of York,

SIR

GEORGE, Duke of Clarence,
RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester,
wards King Richard ///.,

SIR

afterwards King Henry

SHERIFF of

son

to

A young

King Henry VI.; afterwards married
daughter of Clarence

TAGENET)

SCENE

England.

Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
that so lamely and unfashionable

I

And

A street

,_

DUKE OF GLOUCESTER,

solus

GLOUCESTER

,_

JN ow

the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our
Our

is

stern alarums

changed to merry meetings,
dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;
And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,

He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.

But

I,

that

Nor made
I,

that

To
I,

an amorous looking-glass;
and want love's majesty
before a wanton ambling nymph;

am rudely stamp'd,

strut

that

am not shaped for sportive tricks,

to court

am curtail'd of this fair proportion,

Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deform' d, unfinished, sent before my time

(MARGARET PLAN-

.

That dogs bark
Enter RICHARD,

to

GHOSTS of those murdered by Richard III., LORDS
and other ATTENDANTS; a PURSUIVANT, SCRIV
ENER, CITIZENS, MURDERERS, MESSENGERS,
SOLDIERS, &C.

WILLIAM CATESBY.

London.

Wiltshire.

Richard.

Elizabeth.

ACT

the

ELIZABETH, queen to King Edward IV.
MARGARET, widow of King Henry VI.
DUCHESS OF YORK, mother to King Edward IV.
LADY ANNE, widow of Edward Prince of Wales,

EARL OF OXFORD.
LORD HASTINGS.
LORD STANLEY, Called also EARL OF DERBY.
LORD LOVEL.
SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN.
SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF.

I.

of

WILLIAM BRANDON.
CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, a priest. Another Priest.
TRESSEL and BERKELEY, gentlemen attending on
the Lady Anne.
LORD MAYOR of London.

)

CARDINAL BOURCHIER, Archbishop of'Canterbury.
THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York.
JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely.
DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.
DUKE OF NORFOLK.
EARL OF SURREY, his SOn.
EARL RIVERS, brother to Elizabeth.
MARQUIS OF DORSET and LORD GREY, SOnS to

SCENE

Lieutenant

SIR

after-}

VII.

SIR

ROBERT BRAKENBURY,

Tower.

I

A young son of Clarence.

HENRY, Earl of Richmond,

JAMES TYRREL.
JAMES BLOUNT.
SIR WALTER HERBERT.

at

me

as I halt

by them;

Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace.
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy

my shadow in

the sun,

And descant on mine own deformity:
And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I

am determined

to

prove a

villain,

And

hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,

prophecies, libels and dreams,
brother Clarence and the king
In deadly hate the one against the other:
And if King Edward be as true and just

By drunken

To

set

As

I

my

am subtle,

false

and

treacherous,

This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up,
About a prophecy, which says that G

Of Edward's heirs
Dive, thoughts,
comes.

the murderer shall be.
to my soul: here Clarence

down

Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY
Brother, good day: what means this armed guard
That waits upon your grace?

ACT

I,

KING RICHARD

4490

i,

CLARENCE

Is

is

With

George.

when men

are ruled

Brakenbury, and will obey.
GLOUCESTER
We are the queen's abjects, and must obey.
Brother, farewell: I will unto the king;
And whatsoever you will employ me in,
Were it to call King Edward's widow sister,
I will perform it to enfranchise you.
Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood
Touches me deeper than you can imagine.
CLARENCE

by women:

are not safe.

her deity
Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.
I'll tell you what; I think it is our
way,
If we will keep in favour with the king,
To be her men and wear her livery:
The jealous o'erworn widow and herself,
Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen,
to

monarchy.

BRAKENBURY
beseech your graces both to pardon me;
His majesty hath straitly given in charge
That no man shall have private conference,
Of what degree soever, with his brother.
I

GLOUCESTER

Even

an

s

t

please your worship, Brakenbury,
You may partake of any thing we say:
speak no treason, man: we say the king

We

so;

lord?

CLARENCE

CLARENCE
By heaven, I think there's no man is secure,
But the queen's kindred and night- walking heralds,
That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore.
Heard ye not what an humble suppliant
Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery?
GLOUCESTER

gossips in this

my

We know thy charge,

-

Are mighty

one,

Forbear your conference with the noble duke.

it not she and that
good man of worship,
Anthony Woodville, her brother there,
That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower,
From whence this present day he is deliver'd?

Humbly complaining

to do.

GLOUCESTER

Was

we

myself have nought
GLOUCESTER

Her husband, knave: woulclst thou betray me?
BRAKKNBURY
I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal

My

Clarence;

my lord,

this,

BRAKENBURY

What

'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower;
Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she
That tempers him to this extremity.

We are not safe,

all this?

Mistress Shore! I tell thce, fellow.
that doth naught with her, excepting one,
Were best he do it secretly alone.

learn, and such like toys as these
his highness to commit me now.

it is,

can you deny

He

GLOUCESTER
this

sir?

Naught to do with

Have moved
Why,

queen

and

BRAKENBURY

of George begins with G,
It follows in his thought that I am he.
I

in years, fair,

How say you,

my name

These, as

91-131

We

His issue disinherited should be;
for

virtuous,

his noble

i,

A

GLOUCESTER
Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours;
He should, for that, commit your godfathers:
O, belike his majesty hath some intent
That you shall be new-christen'd in the Tower.
But what's the matter, Clarence? may I know?
CLARENCE
Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest
As yet I do not: but, as I can learn,
He hearkens after prophecies and dreams;
And from the cross-row plucks the letter G,
And says a wizard told him that by G

And,

and

I,

not jealous;
say that Shore's wife hath a pretty loot,
cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue;
And that the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks:

Tendering my
This conduct to convey me to the Tower.
GLOUCESTER
Upon what cause?
CLARENCE

my name

wise and

Well struck

His majesty,
person's safety, hath appointed

Because

ACT

III

I

know

it

pleaseth neither of us well.

GLOUCESTER
Well, your imprisonment shall not be long;
I will deliver you, or else lie for you:

Meantime, have patience.
CLARENCE
I must perforce. Farewel
[Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and GUAR
GLOUCESTER
Go tread the path that thou shall ne'er return,
Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so,

That

I will shortly send
thy soul to heaven,
If heaven will take the present at our hands.
But who comes here? the new-del iver'd Hastings?
Enter LORD HASTINGS

Good

HASTINGS
time of day unto my gracious lord

!

GLOUCESTER
As much unto my good lord chamberlain
Well are you welcome to the open air.
How hath your lordship brook' d imprisonment?
!

HASTINGS

With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must:
But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks
That were the cause of my imprisonment.
GLOUCESTER
No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too;
For they that were your enemies are his,
And have prevail'd as much on him as you.

ACT

I,

KING RICHARD

132-11, 14

i,

pity that the eagle should be

lie
While

kites

and buzzards prey

mew'd,

at liberty.

GLOUCESTER

What news abroad?

Or any creeping venom'd

HASTINGS

No

news so bad abroad

The king

And his

is

sickly,

as this at

thing that lives
If ever he have child, abortive be it,

home;

weak and melancholy,
him mightily.

Prodigious,

GLOUCESTER

he in

his

bed?

GLOUCESTER

George be pack'd with post-horse up
to urge his hatred

more

to

heaven.

lies

if I fail

!

For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter.
What though I kill'd her husband and her father?
The readiest way to make the wench amends
Is to become her husband and her father:
The which will I; not all so much for love,
As for another secret close intent,
By marrying her which I must reach unto.
But yet I run before my horse to market:
Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and
reigns:

When

they are gone, then must

I

count

my gains.
[Exit

SCENE

II.

The same. Another

street

Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, GENTLEMEN
with halberds to guard it; LADY ANNE being the mourner

ANNE
Set down, set

down your honourable

!

Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy load,
Taken from Paul's to be interred there;
And still, as you are weary of the weight,
Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse.
Enter GLOUCESTER
Stay,

to Clarence,

well steel' d with weighty arguments;
not in my deep intent,
Clarence hath not another day to live:
Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy,
And leave the world for me to bustle in

With
And,

to light,

that be heir to his unhappiness
If ever he have wife, let her be made
As miserable by the death of him,
As I am made by my poor lord and thee!

Go you before, and I will follow you. [Exit HASTINGS
He cannot live, I hope; and must not die,
I'll in,

!

May fright the hopeful mother at the view;

He is.

Till

15-63

aspect

And

Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed.
O, he hath kept an evil diet long,
And overmuch consumed his royal person:
'Tis very grievous to be thought upon.
is

and untimely brought

Whose ugly and unnatural

physicians fear

Now, by

What,

I, ii,

Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it!
Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence!
More direful hap betide that hated wretch,
That makes us wretched by the death of thee,
Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads,

JClJMO A JU> VjrO

re
More

ACT

III

GLOUCESTER
you that bear the corse, and
ANNE

set

What black magician conjures up this
To stop devoted charitable deeds?

it

down.

fiend,

GLOUCESTER
I'll

make

down

the corse; or, by Saint Paul,
a corse of him that disobeys.

Villains, set

GENTLEMAN

My lord, stand back, and let the coffin pass.
GLOUCESTER

Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command:
Advance thy halberd higher than my breast,
Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot,
And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness.
ANNE
What, do you tremble? are you all afraid?
Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal,

And

mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.
Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell!
Thou hadst but power over his mortal body,
His soul thou canst not have; therefore, be gone.
GLOUCESTER
Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst.

ANNE
Foul

load

devil, for

God's sake, hence, and trouble us

not;

Thou

For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell,
Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims.
If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds,
Behold this pattern of thy butcheries.
O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds
Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh.

Be

Blush, blush, thou

If honour

Whilst

I

shrouded in a hearse
awhile obsequiously lament

may be

The untimely

fall

of virtuous Lancaster.

Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!
Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster!

To

bloodless remnant of that royal blood!
lawful that I invocate thy ghost,
hear the lamentations of poor Anne,

it

Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughtered son,
Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these
wounds!
Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life
I pour the
helpless balm of my poor eyes.
Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes!

lump of foul deformity;
thy presence that exhales this blood
From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;
Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural,
Provokes this deluge most unnatural.
God, which this blood madest, revenge his death!
earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge Ms
dearh!
For

O
O

'tis

ACT

I,

KING RICHARD

64-101

ii,

ACT

III

earth, gape open wide and eat him quick,
thou dost swallow up this good king's blood,

As
Which

his hell-govern'd

arm hath

butchered!

GLOUCESTER
Lady, you know no rules of charity,
Which renders good for bad, blessings

I

God

wicked deed

The

know none, and

therefore

am

when

fitter for

the

Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither;
For he was fitter for that place than earth.

no beast.

ANNE

devils tell the truth

And

!

wonderful, when angels are so angry.
Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman,
Of these supposed evils, to give me leave,
By circumstance, but to acquit myself.

thou unfit for any place but

Yes, one place

111 rest

So

betide

will

it,

hope

so.

Your bed-chamber.
ANNE
the chamber where thou

GLOUCESTER

make

Of these

ANNE

Thou

thee.

To
So

art the cause,

alive.

effect.

undertake the death of all the world,
might live one hour in your sweet bosom.

nails

tell

thee, homicide,
should rend that beauty from my

GLOUCESTER
These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's
wreck;
should not blemish it, if I stood by:
As all the world is cheered by the sun,
So I by that; it is my day, my life.

You

Queen Margaret saw
Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood;
The which thou once didst bend against her breast,
But that thy brothers beat aside the point.
GLOUCESTER
I was provoked by her slanderous tongue,
liest:

ANNE
Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy

GLOUCESTER
Curse not

upon my guiltless shoulders.
ANNE
Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind,
Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries:

It

Didst thou not

To

thyself, fair creature;

thou art both.

ANNE

laid their guilt

king?

ANNE
and most accursed
GLOUCESTER

cheeks.
is

GLOUCESTER
dead; and slain by Edward's hand.

kill this

Edward,

I

These

ANNE

Which

Plantagenets, Henry and
as the executioner?

If I thought that, I

your husband.

In thy foul throat thou

Lady Anne,

ANNE

GLOUCESTER

is

But, gentle

Your beauty was the cause of that effect;
Your beauty, which did haunt me in my sleep

they are not dead:

ANNE
Why, then he

so.

As blameful

And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused
For doing worthy vengeance on thyself,
Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others.
GLOUCESTER
Say that I slew them not?
ANNE

by

know

not the causer of the timeless deaths

Is

despair, I should accuse myself.

are, and, devilish slave,

I

To leave this keen encounter of our wits,
And fall somewhat into a slower method,

GLOUCESTER

Nay, he

!

ANNE
I

ANNE

kill

liest

GLOUCESTER
madam, till I lie with you.

me have

Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst
No excuse current, but to hang thyself.

did not

it.

GLOUCESTER

GLOUCESTER

1

me name

Some dungeon.

Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man,
For these known evils, but to give me leave,
By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self
Fairer than tongue can name thee, let
Some patient leisure to excuse myself.

else,

hell.

GLOUCESTER
if you will hear

ANNE

ANNE

Why, then

thou shalt never come.

GLOUCESTER

More

But dead they

too

!

that hath him.

King of heaven,
ANNE

GLOUCESTER

By such

grant

and virtuous!
GLOUCESTER

ANNE
wonderful,

for that

gentle, mild,

He is in heaven, where

GLOUCESTER
I

me

Dost grant me, hedgehog? then,

No

But

grant ye,

Thou mayst be damned

ANNE
Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man:
beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity.

102-135

ANNE

O, he was
for curses.

ii,

GLOUCESTER

Either heaven with lightning strike the murderer
dead,

Or

I,

I

would

I

were, to be revenged on thee.

GLOUCESTER

[116]

a quarrel most unnatural,
be revenged on him that loveth you.

is

life!

ACT

I,

ii,

KING RICHARD

136-172

ANNE
It

And

GLOUCESTER
that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband,
Did it to help thee to a better husband.

I

it

naked

to the

GLOUCESTER
you better than he
ANNE

could.

GLOUCESTER

Take up the sword

Then

ANNE

GLOUCESTER
and I will do

spit at

spitteth at him.}

I

Why

ANNE

ANNE
Never hung poison on a fouler

toad.

have already.

GLOUCESTER

I

would

I

ANNE
knew thy heart,
GLOUCESTER

thou dost infect my eyes.
GLOUCESTER
Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.

Out of my

it.

Tush, that was in thy rage:
Speak it again, and, even with the word,
That hand, which, for thy love, did kill thy love,
Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love;
To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary.

me?

were mortal poison, for thy sake!
GLOUCESTER
Never came poison from so sweet a place.

sight!

'Tis figured in

thee dead
GLOUCESTER
I would they were, that I might die at once;
For now they kill me with a living death.
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt

Would they were

basilisks, to strike

I fear

Well, well, put
tears,

father, like a child,
father's death,

times made pause to sob and weep,
the standers-by had wet their cheeks,
Like trees bedash'd with rain: in that sad time
manly eyes did scorn an humble tear;
And what these sorrows could not thence exhale.
hath, and made them blind with

And twenty
all

That

you know hereafter.
GLOUCESTER

But

now

proposed my fee,
and prompts my tongue to
at him
[She looks scornfully
speak.
Teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made
For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
thy beauty

is

sues,

hope?

ANNE
All men,

I

hope,

live so.

GLOUCESTER
Vouchsafe

to

wear

this ring.

ANNE

Look,

words;

shall

shall I live in

Thy beauty

weeping.
never sued to friend nor enemy;
My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing

ANNE
up your sword.
GLOUCESTER
peace is made.
ANNE

my

To

I

true.

Say, then,

My

proud heart

false.

GLOUCESTER

Told the sad story of my

My

are

Then never man was

These eyes, which never shed remorseful tear,
No, when my father York and Edward wept,
To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made
When black-faced Clifford shook his sword at him;

But,

me both

!

their aspect with store of childish drops:

Nor when thy warlike

my tongue.
ANNE

ANNE

That

myself,

dost

it

Shames

kill

ANNE
GLOUCESTER

Would

me

bid

he?

Here. [She

thou

[Here she lets fall the sword
again, or take up me.

Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death,
I will not be the executioner.

GLOUCESTER

is

sword

ANNE
that was he.

selfsame name, but one of better nature.

Where

my knee.

Nay,
But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me.
Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young
Edward,
But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on.

Plantagenet.

The

upon

at it with his
lays his breast open: she offers
do not pause; for I did kill King Henry,

him.

ANNE
Why,

deadly stroke,

the death

[He

His better doth not breathe upon the earth.

Name

let

lay

I

if

And humbly beg

ANNE

lives that loves

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lend thee this sharp-pointed sword;
thou please to hide in this true bosom,
the soul forth that adoreth thee,

Lo, here

Which

He

He

I, ii,

If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive,

a quarrel just and reasonable,
be revenged on him that slew my husband.

is

To

ACT

III

take

is

not to give.

GLOUCESTER
encompasseth thy finger,
Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;
for
both of them are thine.
Wear both of them,

how

this ring

And

if thy poor devoted suppliant may
But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,

Thou

dost confirm his happiness for ever.

ANNE

What is it?
That

it

GLOUCESTER
would please thee leave these sad designs

ACT

KING RICHARD

211-258

I, ii,

To him that hath more cause to be a mourner,
And presently repair to Crosby Place;
Where, after

I

Bid

all

That

I

may

see

my heart;

SCENE
Enter

too,

ANNE
more than you

up the

patience,

madam:

If he

no doubt

his

recover his

maj

accustom'd health.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
were dead, what would betide of me?

other

my coming.
but

harm but

GLOUCESTER

woman in this humour woo'd?
woman in this humour won?

RIVERS
of such a lord.

loss

QUEEN ELIZABETH

lord?

The

all

there's

In that you brook it ill, it makes him worse:
Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort,
And cheer his grace with quick and merry words.

No

GLOUCESTER
[Exeunt

The palace

QUEEN ELIZABETH, LORD RIVERS, and
LORD GREY

corse.

No, to White-Friars; there attend

III.

GREY
deserve;

GENTLEMAN
Towards Chertsey, noble

ever
ever

[Exit

esty

But since you teach me how to flatter you,
Imagine I have said farewell already.
[Exeunt LADY ANNE, TRESSEL, and BERKELEY
GLOUCESTER

Was
Was

I pass.

RIVERS

Have

Will soon
'Tis

take

my shadow as

all

me farewell.

Sirs,

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it with some little cost.
turn yon fellow in his grave;
And then return lamenting to my love.
Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,

have solemnly interr'd

ANNE
and much it joys me
To see you are become so penitent.
Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me.
GLOUCESTER

With

ii,

first I'll

expedient duty see you:
For divers unknown reasons, I beseech you,
Grant me this boon.
I will

I,

maintain

I will

But

At Chertsey monastery this noble king,
And wet his grave with my repentant tears,
with

ACT

III

all harm.
GREY
The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly

loss

of such a lord includes

To be your comforter when he

is

son,

gone.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

have her; but I will not keep her long.
What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,

young, and his minority
put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester,
man that loves not me, nor none of you.
RIVERS
it concluded he shall be protector?

I'll

Oh, he

To

A

Is

take her in her heart's extremest hate.
With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,
The bleeding witness of her hatred by;
Having God, her conscience, and these bars against

Is

is

QUEEN ELIZABETH
determined, not concluded yet:
But so it must be, if the king miscarry.
Enter BUCKINGHAM and DERBY
It

me,

And I

nothing to back my suit at all,
But the plain devil and dissembling looks,
And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!

is

GREY

Ha!
Hath she forgot already that brave prince,
Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months

Here come the

lords of Buckingham

and Derby.

BUCKINGHAM

Good time of day unto your

royal grace!

DERBY

since,

Stabb'd in

my angry mood

at

God make your

Tewksbury?

A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,

majesty joyful as you have been!

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Framed

in the prodigality of nature,
Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,
The spacious world cannot again afford:

The Countess Richmond, good my Lord of Derby
To your good prayers will scarcely say amen.

And

And loves

debase her eyes on me,
That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,
And made her widow to a woful bed?
On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?
will she yet

On me,

that halt

and

am unshapen

thus?

My dukedom to a beggarly denier,
do mistake

my person

all this while:
she finds, although I cannot,
Myself to be a marvellous proper man.

I

Upon my life,

I'll

be at charges

for

a looking-glass,

And entertain some score or two of tailors,
To study fashions to adorn my body:
Since

I

am crept in favour with myself,

Yet, Derby, notwithstanding she's your wife,
not me, be you, good lord, assured
I hate not you for her proud
arrogance.

DERBY
I

do beseech you, either not believe

The

envious slanders of her false accusers;
she be accused in true report,
Bear with her weakness, which, I think, proceeds
From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice,
RIVERS
Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby?

Or,

if

DERBY
But now the Duke of Buckingham and
Are come from visiting his majesty.

[n8]

I

ACT

What

KING RICHARD

33-78

I, iii,

QUEEN ELIZABETH
amendment,
BUCKINGHAM

likelihood of his

Madam, good

lords?

hope; his grace speaks cheerfully.

grant

him health! Did you

noble.

confer with him?

BUCKINGHAM

Madam, we

did:

he

desires to

make atonement

Betwixt the Duke of Gloucester and your
brothers,
And betwixt them and my lord chamberlain;

And

sent to

Would
I fear

all

our

warn them to his royal
QUEEN ELIZABETH

presence.

were

well! but that will never be:
happiness is at the highest.

GLOUCESTER
I will

not endure

are they that complain unto the
king,
That I, forsooth, am stern and love them not?
By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly

with such dissentious rumours.
Because I cannot flatter and speak fair,
Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive and cog,
Duck with French nods and apish courtesy,
I must be held a rancorous
enemy.
Cannot a plain man live and think no harm,
But thus his simple truth must be abused

By

fill

his ears

silken, sly, insinuating Jacks?
all this

presence speaks your grace?

GLOUCESTER

To

thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace.
When have I injured thee? when done thee

Or

thee? or thee? or

any of your

wrong?

faction?

A plague upon you all! His royal person
Whom God preserve better than you would wish!
Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing-while,
But you must trouble him with lewd complaints.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Brother of Gloucester, you mistake the matter.

The king of his own
;

And

royal disposition,

not provoked by any suitor

else;

belike, at

your interior hatred,
Which in your outward actions shows itself

Aiming,

brothers, and myself,
Makes him to send; that thereby he may gather
The ground of your ill-will, and to remove it.

Against

draw

my kindred,

GLOUCESTER
I cannot tell the world is grown so bad,
That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch:
Since every Jack became a gentleman,
There's many a gentle person made a Jack.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Come, come, we know your meaning, brother
:

Gloucester;

You envy my advancement and my
God grant we never may have need

me in

friends':

of you!

GLOUCESTER

Meantime, God grants that we have need of you:
Our brother is imprison'd by your means.

these vile suspects.

GLOUCESTER
You may deny that you were not the cause
Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment.
RIVERS

She may,

my lord,

for

GLOUCESTER
She may, Lord Rivers! why, who knows not
She may do more, sir, than denying that:
She may help you to many fair preferments;

so?

And then deny her aiding hand therein,
And lay those honours on your high deserts.
What may she not? She may, yea, marry, may
she,

RIVERS

What, marry,

RIVERS

To whom in

I never did incense his majesty
Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been
An earnest advocate to plead for him.
My lord, you do me shameful injury,

it:

Who

That

QUEEN ELIZABETH
By Him that raised me to this careful height
From that contented hap which I enjoy 'd,

Falsely to

Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET

They do me wrong, and

79-123

I, iii,

Myself disgraced, and the nobility
Held in contempt; whilst many fair promotions
Are daily given to ennoble those
That scarce, some two days since, were worth a

QUEEN ELIZABETH

God

ACT

III

may she?

GLOUCESTER
What, marry, may she! marry with a king,
A bachelor, a handsome stripling too:
I wis your grandam had a worser match.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
My Lord of Gloucester, I have too long borne
Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter scoffs:

By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty
With those gross taunts I often have endured.
I had rather be a country servant-maid

Than a great queen, with this condition,
To be thus taunted, scorn'd, and baited at:
Enter

Small joy have

QUEEN MARGARET,

I in

behind

being England's queen.

QUEEN MARGARET

And lessen' d
Thy honour,

be that small, God, I beseech thee!
state and seat is due to me.

GLOUCESTER
What! threat you me with telling of the king?
Tell him, and spare not: look, what I have said
I will avouch in presence of the king:
I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower.
'Tis

time

to speak;

my pains

are quite forgot.

QUEEN MARGARET
Out, devil! I remember them too well:
Thou slewest my husband Henry in the Tower,
And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury.
GLOUCESTER
Ere you were queen, yea, or your husband king,
I

was a pack-horse

in his great affairs;

A weeder out of his proud adversaries.

ACT

A

I, iii,

liberal

To

KING RICHARD

124-168

In

all

Were

much

own.

better blood than his or thine.

GLOUCESTER
which time you and your husband Grey

GLOUCESTER

The

factious for the house of Lancaster;

And, Rivers,

so

were you. Was not your husband

In Margaret's battle at Saint Alban's slain?
Let me put in your minds, if you forget,
What you have been ere now, and what you are;
Withal, what I have been, and what I am.

QUEEN MARGARET

A murderous villain, and so

still

thou

curse

When

my noble father laid on

paper,

And
And

with thy scorns drew'st rivers from his eyes,
then, to dry them, gavest the duke a clout,
Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty Rutland,
His curses, then from bitterness of soul

And God,

against thee, are all falFn upon thee;
not we, hath plagued thy bloody deed.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
!

So just

is

God,

to right the innocent.

QUEEN MARGARET

Which God

GLOUCESTER

am

HASTINGS
'twas the foulest deed to slay that babe,
And the most merciless that e'er was heard of!

O,

revenge!

To fight on Edward's party for the crown;
And for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up.
I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward's;
Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine:
I

RIVERS
Tyrants themselves wept when

QUEEN MARGARET
Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave the world,
Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is.
RIVERS

My Lord of Gloucester, in

those busy days
prove us enemies.
We follow'd then our lord, our lawful king:
So should we you, if you should be our king.
to

GLOUCESTER
had rather be a pedlar:

If I should be!

I

Far be

my heart,

it

from

the thought of it!

QUEEN ELIZABETH
As little joy, my lord, as you suppose
You should enjoy, were you this country's king,
As little joy may you suppose in me,
That I enjoy, being the queen thereof.
QUEEN MARGARET
A little joy enjoys the queen thereof;
For I am she, and altogether joyless.
I can no longer hold me patient.
[Advancing
Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out
In sharing that which you have pill'd from me!
Which of you trembles not that looks on me?
If not, that, I being queen, you bow like subjects,
Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels?
O gentle villain, do not turn away!
GLOUCESTER
Foul wrinkled witch, what makest thou in my sight?
QUEEN MARGARET
But repetition of what thou hast marr'd;
That will I make before I let thee go.
GLOUCESTER
Wert thou not banished on pain of death?
QUEEN MARGARET
J was; but I do find more pain in banishment,

it

was reported.

DORSET

No man but prophesied

revenge for

it.

BUCKINGHAM

too childish-foolish for this world.

Which here you urge

thee,

thou didst crown his warlike brows with

Denounced

art.

GLOUCESTER
Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick;
Yea, and forswore himself, which Jesu pardon

169-216

here by my abode.
A husband and a son thou owest to me;
And thou a kingdom; all of you allegiance:
The sorrow that I have, by right is yours,
And all the pleasures you usurp are mine.

QUEEN MARGARET
Yea, and

I, iii,

yield me

Than death can

reward er of his

friends:
royalise his blood I spilt mine

ACT

III

Northumberland, then present, wept

to see

it.

QUEEN MARGARET

What! were you snarling

all before I came.
catch each other by the throat,
And turn you all your hatred now on me?
Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven,
That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death,

Ready

to

Their kingdom's loss, my woful banishment,
Could all but answer for that peevish brat?
Can curses pierce the clouds and enter heaven?

Why,

then, give
curses!

way, dull clouds, to

my

quick

If not by war, by surfeit die your king,
As ours by murder, to make him a king!
Edward thy son, which now is Prince of Wales,
For Edward my son, which was Prince of Wales,
Die in his youth by like untimely violence!
Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen,

Outlive thy glory, like rny wretched self!
live to wail thy children's loss;
And see another, as I see thee now,
Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stalPd in mine!
Long die thy happy days before thy death
And, after many lengthen'd hours of grief,

Long mayst thou

;

Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!
Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by,
And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son
Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him,
That none of you may live your natural age,
But by some unlook'd accident cut off!
GLOUCESTER
Have done thy charm, thou hateful withered hag!

QUEEN MARGARET

And

leave out thee? stay, dog, for thou shalt hear

ACT

I, ill,

KING RICHARD

217-256

If heaven

have any grievous plague in
Exceeding those that I can wish upon
O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe,

And

store

O, that your young nobility could judge

What
They

down their indignation
the troubler of the poor world's
peace!
The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul!
friends
for
traitors
while thou livest,
Thy
suspect
And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!
No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine,
Unless it be whilst some tormenting dream
Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils
then hurl

!

Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog!
Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity
The slave of nature and the son of hell!
Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb
Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins
Thou rag of honour! thou detested
!

!

GLOUCESTER
Margaret.

QUEEN MARGARET
Richard!

I

thee not.

GLOUCESTER
cry thee mercy then, for I had thought

Why,

so

O,

me make

let

I

did;

call'd

me

these bitter names.

all

QUEEN MARGARET
but look'd for no reply.
the period to

my

curse!

GLOUCESTER

done by me, and ends in 'Margaret,'
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself.
QUEEN MARGARET
Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune!
Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider,
'Tis

Whose deadly web

ensnareth thee about?
Fool, fool! thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself.
The time will come that thou shalt wish for me
To help thee curse that poisonous bunch-back'd
toad.

HASTINGS
False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse,
Lest to thy harm thou move our patience.

QUEEN MARGARET
Foul shame upon you you have all moved mine.
!

RIVERS

Were you

well served, you would be taught your

duty.

QUEEN MARGARET
To serve me well, you all should do me duty,
Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects:
Q, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty!
DORSET
Dispute not with her; she

is

lunatic.

QUEEN MARGARET
Peace, master marquess, you are malapert:
Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce current.

257-301

'twere to lose it, and be miserable!
that stand high have many blasts to shake

them;

And if they fall,

they dash themselves to pieces.

GLOUCESTER

Good

counsel, marry: learn

it,

learn

it,

marquess.

DORSET
toucheth you,

It

my lord,

as

much

as

GLOUCESTER
Yea, and much more: but I was born

me.
so high,

Our aery buildeth in the cedar's top,
And dallies with the wind and scorns the sun,
QUEEN MARGARET
And turns the sun to shade; alas! alas!
Witness my son, now in the shade of death;
Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath
Hath in eternal darkness folded up.
Your aery buildeth

O God,

in our aery's nest.

do not suffer it;
was won with blood, lost be it so!
BUCKINGHAM
Have done! for shame, if not for charity.
QUEEN MARGARET
Urge neither charity nor shame to me:
Uncharitably with me have you dealt,
And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd.

As

GLOUCESTER
Ha!
QUEEN MARGARET

That thou hadst

I, iii,

thee,

On thee,

I call

ACT

III

that seest

it,

it

My charity

And

in that

is

life

outrage,

shame

still

my shame;
my sorrow's

live

rage!

BUCKINGHAM

Have done, have

done.

QUEEN MARGARET
O princely Buckingham, I'll kiss thy hand,
In sign of league and amity with thee:
Now fair befall thee and thy noble house!

Thy garments

are not spotted with our blood,
the compass of my curse.

Nor thou within

BUCKINGHAM
Nor no one here; for curses never pass
The lips of those that breathe them in the
QUEEN MARGARET

air,

not believe but they ascend the sky,
there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace.
Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog!

I'll

And

O

Look, when he fawns, he bites; and when he
His venom tooth will rankle to the death:
Have not to do with him, beware of him;
Sin, death, and hell have set their marks
all their ministers attend on him.

bites,

on him,

And

GLOUCESTER

What doth

she say,

my Lord of Buckingham?
BUCKINGHAM

Nothing that

I respect,

my gracious lord.

QUEEN MARGARET
What, dost thou scorn

And

me for my

soothe the devil that I

O, but remember

this

gentle counsel?

warn thee from?

another day,

When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow,
And say poor Margaret was a prophetess,

ACT

I, iii,

KING RICHARD

302-344

III

LJ!k 345-1^3

When you

Live each of you the subjects to his hate,
And he to yours, and all of you to God's!
[Exit
HASTINGS
My hair doth stand on end to hear her curses.
RIVERS
And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty.

have done, repair to Crosby Place.
be sudden in the execution,
Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead;
For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps
May move your hearts to pity, if you mark him.

GLOUCESTER
I cannot blame her: by God's holy mother,
She hath had too much wrong; and I repent
My part thereof that I have done to her.
QUEEN ELIZABETH

Tush!
Fear not,

I

never did her any, to

But,

sirs,

my lord, we will not stand to prate;
Talkers are no good doers: be assured
We come to use our hands and not our tongues.
GLOUCESTER

Your

my knowledge.

eyes drop millstones,

Madam, his majesty doth call for you;
And for your grace; and you, my noble

Enter

BRAKENBURY

O,
So

I

have pass'd a miserable night,
of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,

full

I am a Christian faithful man,
would not spend another such a night,
Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days,
So full of dismal terror was the time!
BRAKENBURY
What was your dream? I long to hear you tell it.
CLARENCE
Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower,
And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy;
And, in my company, my brother Gloucester;
Who from my cabin tempted me to walk
Upon the hatches: thence we look'd toward Eng

That, as
I

us?

RIVERS
will attend your grace.

lay unto the grievous charge of others.
Clarence, whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness,
I do beweep to many simple gulls;
Namely, to Hastings, Derby, Buckingham;
And say it is the queen and her allies
That stir the king against the duke my brother.
Now, they believe it; and withal whet me
I

land,
cited up a thousand fearful times,
During the wars of York and Lancaster,

And

That had

To be

revenged on Rivers, Vaughan, Grey:
But then I sigh; and, with a piece of Scripture,

befall'n us.

As we paced along

the giddy footing of the hatches,
Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in

Upon

that God bids us do good for evil:
And thus I clothe my naked villany
With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
Enter two MURDERERS
executioners.
But, soft! here come
now, my hardy stout resolved mates!

them

fall

ing,

Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard,
Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears!
What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!
Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;
Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon;
Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,
Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels,
All scattered in the bottom of the sea:

my

Are you now going

to dispatch this deed?
FIRST MURDERER
lord; and come to have the warrant,

That we may be admitted where he

heavily to-day?

CLARENCE

[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER
GLOUCESTER
I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl.
The secret mischiefs that I set abroach

We are, my

CLARENCE and BRAKENBURY

Why looks your grace so

lords.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Catesby, we come. Lords, will you go with

[Exeunt

SCENE IV. London. The Tower

Christian-like conclusion,
that have done scathe to us.

How

drop

MURDERER

FIRST

We will, my noble lord.

GLOUCESTER
So do I ever: [Aside] being well advised:
For had I cursed now, I had cursed myself.
Enter CATESBY
CATESBY

Tell

fools' eyes

I like you, lads: about your business straight.
Go, go, dispatch.

RIVERS

Madam, we

when

tears.

But you have all the vantage of her wrong.
I was too hot to do somebody good,
That is too cold in thinking of it now.
Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid;
He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains:
God pardon them that are the cause of it!

and a
To pray for them

MURDERER

FIRST

GLOUCESTER

A virtuous

1

is.

GLOUCESTER
Well thought upon; I have it here about me.
[Gives the warrant
[

Some lay in dead men's skulls; and in those holes
Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept,
As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems.

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ACT

I, iv,

KING RICHARD

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ACT

III

Which woo'd

And mock'd

the slimy bottom of the
deep.
the dead bones that lay scattered by.

BRAKENBURY

Methought

To yield

I

CLARENCE
had; and often did

the ghost: but

Enter the two MURDERERS
FIRST MURDERER

Ho! who's

Had you such leisure in the time of death
To gaze upon the secrets of the deep?

here?

BRAKENBURY
hither?

I strive

FIRST

But smothered

Yea, are you so brief?

still

my

sir, it is

better to be brief than tedious.

Show him our commission;

agony?

CLARENCE
no, my dream was lengthened after life;
O, then began the tempest to my soul,
Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood,
With that grim ferryman which poets write of,

I will not reason what is meant hereby,
Because I will be guiltless of the meaning.
Here are the keys, there sits the duke asleep

soul,

I'll

and signify to him
have resign'd my charge

I

FIRST

Do

so, it is

5

I

O Brakenbury,

What,

we

shall

my

lord:

SECOND MURDERER
he wakes why, fool, he shall never wake
the judgement-day.

When

!

FIRST

Why, then he

will say

against

till

MURDERER

we

stabbed him sleeping.

The urging of that word "judgement hath bred

affrighted you;

CLARENCE
have done those

a

kind of remorse in me.
FIRST

What, art thou

things,

MURDERER

afraid?

SECOND MURDERER
Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be
damned for killing him, from which no warrant can

my soul,

and I fain would
BRAKENBURY

God

done cowardly, when he

wakes.

SECOND MURDERER

For Edward's sake; and see how he" requites me!
God! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee,
But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds,
Yet execute thy wrath in me alone;
O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!
1 pray thee, gentle keeper, stay by me;

I will,

MURDERER

FIRST

will say 'twas

3

Which now bear evidence

My soul is heavy,

BRAKENBURY

SECOND MURDERER
stab him as he sleeps?
.

No; then he

am afraid to hear you tell it.

I

to you.

MURDERER
[Exit

BRAKENBURY
promise you,

:

a point of wisdom: fare you well.

3

it

it

to the king;

That thus

A

though

reads

1 am in this commanded to deliver
The noble Duke of Clarence to your hands:

great father-in-law, renowned Warwick;
Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury
Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?'
And so he vanish'd: then came wandering by
shadow like an angel, with bright hair
Dabbled in blood; and he squeak d out aloud,
'Clarence is come; false, fleeting, perjured Clarence,
That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury:
Seize on him, Furies, take him to your torments!
With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends
Environ' d me about, and howled in mine ears
Such hideous cries, that with the very noise
1 trembling waked, and for a season after
Could not believe but that I was in hell,
Such terrible impression made the dream.

I

no more.
[BRAKENBURY

talk

BRAKENBURY

Was my

No marvel, my lord,

on

SECOND MURDERER

BRAKENBURY

Unto the kingdom of perpetual night.
The first that there did greet my stranger

hither

BRAKENBURY

within my panting bulk,
almost burst to belch it in the sea.
this sore

came

I

my legs.

it

not with

MURDERER

would speak with Clarence, and

I

Awaked you

how came you

In God's name what are you, and

the envious flood
soul, and would not let it forth
Kept in
To seek the empty, vast and wandering air;

Which

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I, iv,

defend us:
FIRST

MURDERER

thought thou hadst been resolute.
SECOND MURDERER
So I am, to let him live.

I

sleep.

FIRST

Back

give your grace good rest!

[CLARENCE
Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours,
the
noon-tide
and
Makes the night morning
night.
Princes have but their titles for their glories,
An outward honour for an inward toil;
And, for unfelt imagination,
They often feel a world of restless cares:
So that, betwixt their titles and low names,
There's nothing differs but the outward fame.

to the

MURDERER

Duke of Gloucester,

tell

him

so.

SECOND MURDERER

sleeps

I pray thee, stay a while: I hope
will change; 'twas wont to hold

would

How

tell

MURDERER
now?
SECOND MURDERER

feel thyself

some certain dregs of conscience are yet

within me.

[123]

twenty.
FIRST

dost thou

Faith,

holy humour
but while one

my

me

KING RICHARD
MURDERER
Remember our reward, when the deed is done.
SECOND MURDERER
'Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward.
FIRST MURDERER
Where is thy conscience now?
SECOND MURDERER
In the Duke of Gloucester's purse.
FIRST MURDERER
So when he opens his purse to give us our reward,

ACT

III

Let

it

flies

out.

SECOND MURDERER
go; there's few or none will entertain
FIRST

How if it

come

meddle with

MURDERER

'Zounds, it is even now at
not to kill the duke.

FIRST
I

I

MURDERER

am strong-framed, he cannot prevail with me,

warrant thee.

SECOND MURDERER
a

Spoke

like

Gome,

shall

tall

we

fellow that respects his reputation.

to this gear?

FIRST MURDERER
Take him over the costard with the hilts of thy
sword, and then we will chop him in the malmsey-

butt in the next room.

SECOND MURDERER
make a sop of him.

O excellent device

1

FIRST

Hark! he stirs:

we

are, loyal.

CLARENCE

Thy

voice

is

thunder, but thy looks are humble.

SECOND MURDERER

My voice

is

now

the king's,

my

looks

mine own.

CLARENCE

How
Who

how deadly dost thou speak!
eyes do menace me: why look you pale?
sent you hither? Wherefore do you come?
darkly and

Your

to, to

To,

CLARENCE

To murder me?
BOTH
Ay, ay.

CLARENCE

You
And

scarcely have the hearts to tell me so,
therefore cannot have the hearts to do

Wherein,

FIRST

I

MURDERER

be reconciled

to

him

again.

SECOND MURDERER
Never,

my

Are you

To

lord; therefore

call'd forth

prepare to

die.

CLARENCE
from out a world of men

What is my offence?
are the evidence that do accuse me?
What lawful quest have given their verdict up
Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced
The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death?
Before I be convict by course of law,
To threaten me with death is most unlawful.
slay the innocent?

Where

I charge you, as

you hope

to

have redemption

By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous
That you depart and lay no hands on me:
The deed you undertake is damnable.
FIRST MURDERER
What we will do, we do upon command.
SECOND MURDERER

And

he that hath

commanded

is

No,

first let's

CLARENCE

me a cup of wine.
SECOND MURDERER
You shall have wine enough, my lord, anon.
CLARENCE
In God's name, what art thou?
SECOND MURDERER
A man, as you are.
CLARENCE
But not, as I am, royal.

Where

art thou, keeper? give

sins,

the king.

CLARENCE
Erroneous vassal the great King of kings
Hath in the tables of his law commanded
That thou shalt do no murder: and wilt thou ther
Spurn at his edict, and fulfil a man's?
Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hands.
To hurl upon their heads that break his law.
SECOND MURDERER
And that same vengeance doth he hurl on thee,
For false forswearing, and for murder too:
!

SECOND MURDERER
reason with him.

it.

offended you?

CLARENCE
I shall

MURDERER

shall I strike?

have

my friends,

Offended us you have not, but the king,

my elbow,, persuading me

SECOND MURDERER
Take the devil in thy mind, and believe him not: he
would insinuate with thee but to make thee sigh.
Tut,

as

MURDERER

to thee again?

FIRST

Nor you,

BOTH
it.

SECOND MURDERER
it: it is a dangerous thing: it
makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal, but it
accuseth him; he cannot swear, but it checks him;
he cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it de
tects him: it is a blushing shamefast spirit that muti
nies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles: it
made me once restore a purse of gold, that I found;
it beggars any man that keeps it: it is turned out of
all towns and cities for a dangerous thing; and every
man that means to live well endeavours to trust to
himself and to live without it.
Til not

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SECOND MURDERER

FIRST

thy conscience

I, iv,

Thou didst receive
To fight in quarrel

the holy sacrament,
of the house of Lancaster.

FIRST

And,

like

MURDERER
name of God,

a traitor to the

ACT

I, iv,

KING RICHARD

i95i_234

Didst break that vow; and with thy treacherous
blade
Unrip'dst the bowels of thy sovereign's son.

SECOND MURDERER
thou wert sworn to cherish and defend.

Whom

FIRST

God's dreadful law to
thou hast broke it in so dear degree?

When

whose sake did

For Edward, for

Why,

He

I

that

my brother,

sends ye not to murder

this

MURDERER
you must die,
CLARENCE

FIRST

me for this;

Ah,

sirs,

To do

consider, he that set

this

deed

Relent!

CLARENCE

am

his brother,

and

I

love

hate not me;

him

well.

As you would beg, were you in my distress:
A begging prince what beggar pities not?

be hired for meed, go back again,
And I will send you to my brother Gloucester,
Who shall reward you better for my life,
If you

Than Edward

will for tidings of

my

SECOND MURDERER

Look behind you,

death.

SECOND MURDERER

CLARENCE
O, no, he loves me, and he holds me dear:
Go you to him from me.
BOTH
will.

-

MURDERER
Take that, and that: if all this will not do, [Stabs him
I'll drown you in the malmsey-butt within.
[Exit, with the body

SECOND MURDERER

A bloody deed,

and desperately

when

FIRST

MURDERER

Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep.

Of this most grievous

FIRST

for

FIRST

How now!

what mean'st thou, that thou

he

is

kind.

Right,

As snow in harvest. Thou deceivest thyself:
'Tis he that sent us hither now to slaughter thee.

help'st

me

'

not?

By heavens,

the duke shall

know how slack thou art!

SECOND MURDERER
I would he knew that I had saved his brother!
Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say;

For

I repent

me that the duke is slain.
FIRST

MURDERER

murder done!
MURDERER
MURDERER

guilty

Re-enter FIRST

CLARENCE
O, do not slander him,

dispatch' d!

How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands

CLARENCE
that our princely father York
Bless'd his three sons with his victorious arm,
And charged us from his soul to love each other,
He little thought of this divided friendship:
Bid Gloucester think of this, and he will weep.
Tell him,

my lord.
FIRST

You are deceived, your brother Gloucester hates
you.

Ay, so we

cowardly and womanish.

Being pent from liberty, as I am now,
If two such murderers as yourselves came to you,
Would not entreat for life?
My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks;
O, if thine eye be not a flatterer,
Come thou on my side, and entreat for me,

MURDERER

my brother,

'tis

CLARENCE
Not to relent is beastly, savage, devilish.
Which of you, if you were a prince's son,

Thy brother's love, our duty, and thy fault,
Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee.

I

do?

CLARENCE

gallant-springing brave Plantagenet,

love

you on

hate you for the deed,

Relent, and save your souls.
FIRST MURDERER

That princely novice, was struck dead by thee?
CLARENCE
My brother's love, the devil, and my rage.

if you

soul,

SECOND MURDERER

What shall we

Who made thee then a bloody minister,

Oh,

will

MURDERER

FIRST

my lord.

To counsel me to make my peace with God,
And art thou yet to thy own soul so blind,
That thou wilt war with God by murdering me?

he is as deep as I.
If God will be revenged for this deed,
O, know you yet, he doth it publicly:
Take not the quarrel from his powerful arm;
He needs no indirect nor lawless course
To cut off those that have offended him.

When

for

Hast thou that holy feeling in thy

for his sake:

this sin

FIRST

SECOND MURDERER
now he delivers thee
world's thraldom to the joys of heaven.

so he doth,

Make peace with God,

sirs,

For in

I parted with him,
arms, and swore, with sobs,
That he would labour my delivery.

He hugg'd me in his

deed?

ill

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cannot be; for when

us.

CLARENCE
Alas! for

I, iv,

CLARENCE
It

Why,
From

MURDERER

How canst thou urge

ACT

III

So do not

[Exit

MURDERER

I: go, coward as thou art.
I hide his body in some hole,

Now must

Until the duke take order for his burial:

And when
For

[125]

I

have

this will out,

my meed,
and here

I

must away;
must not stay.

I

[Exit

ACT

II,

i,

KING RICHARD

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ACT
SCENE

I.

ACT

III

Be he unto me!

II

do

this

I

When I am cold in zeal

London. The palace

II,

KING

EDWARD

QUEEN ELIZABETH,

sick,

to

DORSET, RIVERS, HASTINGS, BUCKINGHAM, GREY, and

your or yours,
They embrace

every day expect an embassage

From my Redeemer
in

to

redeem

me

And,

Good morrow to my sovereign king and queen;
And, princely peers, a happy time of day!
KING

By heaven, my soul is purged from grudging hate;
And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.
HASTINGS
swear the

as I truly

EDWARD

indeed, as we have spent the day.
Brother, we have done deeds of charity;
Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate,
Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers.

Happy

like!

GLOUCESTER

KING EDWARD
Take heed you dally not before your king;
Lest he that is the supreme King of kings
Confound your hidden falsehood, and award
Either of you to be the other's end.

A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege:

HASTINGS
So prosper I, as I swear perfect love
RIVERS
And I, as I love Hastings with my. heart!
KING EDWARD
Madam, yourself are not exempt in this.
Nor your son Dorset; Buckingham, nor you;
You have been factious one against the other.

Have aught committed that is hardly borne
By any in this presence, I desire
To reconcile me to his friendly peace:

Amongst this princely heap, if any here,
By false intelligence, or wrong surmise,
Hold me a foe;

'Tis death to
I

Dukes,

love.

gentlemen; indeed, of all.

earls, lords,

do not know that Englishman alive
With whom my soul is any jot at odds,
More than the infant that is born to-night:
I thank my God for my humility.
I

DORSET
This interchange of love, I here protest,
Upon my part shall be unviolable.
HASTINGS
And so swear I, my lord.
[They embrace
KING EDWARD
Now, princely Buckingham, seal thou this league
With thy embracements to my wife's allies,
your unity.

BUCKINGHAM
QUEEN] Whenever Buckingham doth turn

that he is a friend,
Deep, hollow, treacherous and full of guile,

good men's

noble cousin Buckingham,
any grudge were lodged between us;
Of you, Lord Rivers, and, Lord Grey, of you,
That all without desert have frown'd on me;

Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love lord marquess.

And most assured

desire all

If ever

!

On you or yours, but with all duteous love
Doth cherish you and yours, God punish me
With hate in those where I expect most love!
When I have most need to employ a friend,

me to be at enmity;

and

Of you, my

QUEEN ELIZABETH

the

it,

madam, I entreat true peace of you,
Which I will purchase with my duteous service;

Here, Hastings; I will never more remember
Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine
KING EDWARD

his hate

hate

First,

Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand;
And what you do, do it unfeignedly.

[To

my rage,

If I unwittingly, or in

I

And make me happy in

here,

BUCKINGHAM
good time, here comes the noble duke.
Enter GLOUCESTER
GLOUCESTER

in

hence;

my soul shall part to heaven,
my friends at peace on earth.
RIVERS

I,

princely Buckingham,

thy

peace

Since I have set
Rivers and Hastings, take each other's hand;
Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love.

So thrive

EDWARD

vow unto my sickly heart.
There wanteth now our brother Gloucester
To make the perfect period of this peace.

KING EDWARD
Why, so: now have I done a good day's work:
You peers, continue this united league:

And now

A pleasing cordial,
Is this

others

I

KING

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beg of God,
[

Flourish. Enter

i,

QUEEN ELIZABETH

A holy day shall this be kept hereafter:
would

God

were well compounded.
do beseech your majesty
To take our brother Clarence to your grace.
GLOUCESTER
Why, madam, have I ofFer'd love for this,
To be so flouted in this royal presence?
Who knows not that the noble duke is dead?
I

to

all strifes

My sovereign liege,

You do him injury

I

[They

Who knows not he is

RIVERS
dead! who knows he

QUEEN ELIZABETH
All-seeing heaven, what a world is
BUCKINGHAM
Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as the

[ia6]

all start

to scorn his corse.

this

!

rest?

is?

ACT

II,

KING RICHARD

84-132

i,

DORSET

my good

Ay,
But
Is

in this presence
forsook his cheeks.

red colour hath
KING EDWARD
Clarence dead? the order was reversed.
his

God

to see

grant that some,

him

buried.

SCENE

DERBY
DERBY

Enter

A boon, my sovereign, for my service done!
pray thee, peace:
rise,

my soul is full of sorrow.

the

two children of

No, boy.

BOY

Why do you wring your hands, and beat your breast,
And cry 'O Clarence, my unhappy son ?
5

sovereign, of my servant's life;
Who slew to-day a riotous gentleman
Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk.
forfeit,

GIRL

Why do you look on us,

and shake your head,
orphans, castaways,
If that our noble father be alive?

And

KING EDWARD

a tongue to doom my brother's death,
tongue give pardon to a slave?
My brother slew no man; his fault was thought,
And yet his punishment was cruel death.
Who sued to me for him? who, in my rage,
Kneel'd at my feet and bade me be advised?

call us wretches,

I

And

shall that

Who
Who

spake of brotherhood?

DUCHESS
pretty cousins, you mistake me much.
I do lament the sickness of the king,
As loath to lose him; not your father's death;
It were lost sorrow to wail one that's lost.

My

BOY

who spake of love?
the poor soul did forsake
The mighty Warwick, and did fight for me?
Who told me, in the field by Tewksbury,
When Oxford had me down, he rescued me,
And said 'Dear brother, live, and be a king ?
Who told me, when we both lay in the field
Frozen almost to death, how he did lap me
told

Then, grandam, you conclude that he is dead.
The king my uncle is to blame for this:
God will revenge it; whom I will importune

me how

With

daily prayers all to that effect.

GIRL

5

in his own garments,
All thin and naked, to the

Even

All this

and gave

numb

And

cold night?

my

BOY
Grandam, we can; for my good uncle Gloucester
Told me, the king, provoked by the queen,

my

Have done a drunken slaughter, and defaced
The precious image of our dear Redeemer,
You straight are on your knees for pardon, pardon
I,

But

for

Nor

I,

must grant it you:
brother not a man would speak,

unjustly too,

my

ungracious, speak unto myself
For him, poor soul. The proudest of you

O God,

I fear

thy justice will take hold
and yours for

On me, and you, and mine,

Devised impeachments

;

to

imprison him:

And when my uncle told me so, he wept,
And hugg'd me in his arm, and kindly

kiss'd

cheek;

Bade me rely on him as on my father,
And he would love me dearly as his child.
DUCHESS

all

Have been beholding to him in his life;
Yet none of you would once plead for his life.

I.

DUCHESS

remembrance brutish wrath
pluck'd, and not a man of you

from

so will

Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you wellIncapable and shallow innocents,
You cannot guess who caused your father's death.

himself,

Sinfully
Had so much grace to put it in
mind.
But when your carters or your waiting-vassals

And

The palace

DUCHESS

unless your highness grant.

DERBY

Have

Oh, poor

closet.

CLARENCE
BOY
Tell me, good grandam, is our father dead?

KING EDWARD
Then speak at once what is it thou demand'st.

The

II.

Enter the DUCHESS OF YORK, with

EDWARD

DERBY
not

I will

30

5

noble and less loyal,
Nearer in bloody thoughts, but not in blood,
Deserve not worse than wretched Clarence did,
And yet go current from suspicion!

I

my

133-ii,

i,

QUEEN
GLOUCESTER
not
This is the fruit of rashness. Mark'd you
How that the guilty kindred of the queen
Look'd pale when they did hear of Clarence death?
O, they did urge it still unto the king!
God will revenge it. But come, let us in,
To comfort Edward with our company.
BUCKINGHAM
We wait upon your grace.
[Exeunt

less

KING

to

II,

[Exeunt some with KING and

GLOUCESTER
But he, poor soul, by your first order died,
And that a winged Mercury did bear;
Some tardy cripple bore the countermand,

That came too lag

me

Come, Hastings, help
Clarence!

and no one

lord;

ACT

III

that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous vizard hide foul guile!
He is
son; yea, and therein my shame;

Oh,

my

this!

Yet from
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my dugs he drew not this deceit.

my

VCT

II,

ii,

BOY

Think you

my

III

ACT

stay

CHILDREN
had we but Clarence? and

KING RICHARD

31-74

What

uncle did dissemble, grandam?

What

75-120

he's gone.

stays

had

I

but they? and they are gone.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Was never widow had so dear a loss.

BOY

I cannot think it. Hark! what noise is this?
Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, with her hair about her

ii,

DUCHESS

DUCHESS

Ay, boy.

II,

CHILDREN

ears;

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Oh, who shall hinder me to wail and weep,
To chide my fortune and torment myself?
I'll join with black despair against my soul,
And to myself become an enemy.
DUCHESS
What means this scene of rude impatience?
QUEEN ELIZABETH

so dear a loss.
DUCHESS
Was never mother had so dear a loss.
of these moans!
Alas, I am the mother
Their woes are parcelPd, mine are general.
She for an Edward weeps, and so do I;
not she:
I for a Clarence weep, so doth
These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I;
I for an Edward weep, so do not they:

To make an act of tragic violence:

Alas,

Edward, my lord, your son, our king, is dead.
Why grow the branches now the root is wither'd?

Pour

RIVERS and DORSET

after her

Why wither not the leaves the sap being gone?
If you will live, lament; if die, be brief,
That our swift-winged souls may catch the king's,
him
Or, like obedient subjects, follow
To his new kingdom of perpetual rest.
DUCHESS
Ah, so much interest have I in thy sorrow
As I had title in thy noble husband!
I have bewept a worthy husband's death,
And lived by looking on his images:

But now two mirrors of his princely semblance
Are crack' d in pieces by malignant death,

And I for comfort have but one false glass,
Which grieves me when I see my shame in him.
Thou art a widow; yet thou
And hast the comfort of thy
But

cleath

hath snatch'd

art

a mother,

children

my

left thee:

overgo thy plaints and drown thy

cries!

BOY

Good aunt, you wept not for our father's death,
How can we aid you with our kindred tears?
GIRL

Our

fatherless distress

was

left

unmoan'd;

Your widow-dolour likewise be unwept!
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Give me no help in lamentation ;
I

And

distress'd
you three, on me threefold
your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse,

all

I will

pamper

am not barren to bring forth complaints:

All springs reduce their currents to mine eyes,
That I, being govern'd by the watery moon,
May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world!
Oh for my husband, for my dear lord Edward!

CHILDREN
Oh for our father, for our dear lord Clarence!
DUCHESS
Alas for both, both mine, Edward and Clarence!
QUEEN ELIZABETH
What stay had I but Edward? and he's gone.

it

with lamentations.

DORSET
Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeased
That you take with unthankfulness his doing:

In

common

worldly things,

'tis

call'd ungrateful,

With dull unwillingness to repay a debt
Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent;
Much more to be thus opposite with heaven,
For

it

debt
requires the royal

it

lent you.

RIVERS

Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother,
Of the young prince your son: send straight for him;
Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort lives:
Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave,

Edward's throne.
plant your joys in living
Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS,

And

and RATCLIFF

husband from mine

arms,
And pluck'd two crutches from my feeble limbs,
Edward and Clarence. O, what cause have I,
Thine being but a moiety of my grief,

To

Were never orphans had

GLOUCESTER

Madam, have comfort: all of us have cause
To wail the dimming of our shining star;

harms by wailing them.
do cry you mercy;
I did not see your grace: humbly on my knee
I crave your blessing.
DUCHESS
God bless thee, and put meekness in thy mind,

But none can cure

their

Madam, my mother,

I

Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!

GLOUCESTER
die a good old man!
That is the butt-end of a mother's blessing:
[Aside}

I

Amen; and make me

marvel

why her

grace did leave

it

out.

BUCKINGHAM
You cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers,
That bear this mutual heavy load of moan,

Now cheer each other in each other's love:
Though we have spent our harvest of this

king,

We are to reap the harvest of his son.

The broken rancour of your high-swoln
But

lately splinter'd, knit

Must

hearts,

and join'd

together,
and kept:
gently be preserved, cherish' d,

Me seemeth good, that, with some little train,
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ACT

II,

ii,

KING RICHARD

isr-iii, 5

Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fetch'd
Hither to London, to be crown'd our king.
RIVERS
Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?

Marry,

my lord,

BUCKINGHAM
lest, by a multitude,

And may

direct his course as please himself,
As well the fear of harm as harm apparent,
In
opinion, ought to be prevented.

GLOUCESTER
hope the king made peace with
And the compact is firm and true
so in
Yet, since

me; and

in

of us;

me.

it is

so say I.

GLOUCESTER

Then be

it

so;

and go we

to

determine

Who they shall be that straight shall post to Ludlow.
Madam, and you, my mother, will you go
To

give your censures in this weighty business?

With

all

Ay,

this

God

QUEEN ELIZABETH and DUCHESS
our hearts.
[Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOUCESTER
BUCKINGHAM

whoever journeys to the prince,
For God's sake, let not us two stay behind;
For, by the way, I'll sort occasion,
As index to the story we late talk'd of,
To part the queen's proud kindred from the king.

My lord,

Give you good morrow, sir.
THIRD CITIZEN
news hold of good King Edward's death?
SECOND CITIZEN

sir, it is

too true;

to see a troublous world.
FIRST CITIZEN

For emulation now, who shall be nearest,
Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not.
O, full of danger is the Duke of Gloucester!And the queen's sons and brothers haught and
-

they to be ruled, and not to rule,
This sickly land might solace as before.
FIRST CITIZEN
the worst; all shall be well.

Come, come, we fear

THIRD CITIZEN

a child, will go by thy direction.
Towards Ludlow then, for we'll not stay behind.
[Exeunt

A street

When clouds appear, wise men put on their cloaks;
When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand;
When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?
Untimely storms make men expect a dearth.
All may be well; but, if God sort it so,
'Tis

more than we deserve, or

I expect.

SECOND CITIZEN

Enter two CITIZENS, meeting
FIRST CITIZEN
Neighbour, well met: whither away so fast?

Truly, the souls of men are full of dread:
almost with a man
That looks not heavily and full of fear.
THIRD CITIZEN
Before the times of change, still is it so:
By a divine, instinct men's minds mistrust

Ye cannot reason

SECOND CITIZEN
promise you, I scarcely know myself:
Hear you the news abroad?
I

FIRST CITIZEN
Ay, that the king

well.

FIRST CITIZEN
So stood the state when Henry the Sixth
Was crown'd in Paris but at nine months old.
THIRD CITIZEN
Stood the state so? No, no, good friends, God wot;
For then this land was famously enrich'd
With politic grave counsel; then the king
Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace.
FIRST CITIZEN
Why, so hath this, both by the father and mother.
THIRD CITIZEN
Better it were they all came by the father,
Or by the father there were none at all;

proud:

like

III. London.

the while!

Then, masters, look

GLOUCESTER

SCENE

God help

THIRD CITIZEN

And wer6

My other self, my counsel's consistory,
My oracle, my prophet! My dear cousin,
I,

speed!
FIRST CITIZEN

And in his full and ripen'd years himself,
No doubt, shall then and till then govern

so, I think, in all:

but green, it should be put
To no apparent likelihood of breach,
Which haply by much company might be urged:
Therefore I say with noble Buckingham,
That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.
HASTINGS

And

6-46

!

all

RIVERS

And

iii.

No, no; by God's good grace his son shall reign.
THIRD CITIZEN
Woe to that land that's govern'd by a child
SECOND CITIZEN
In him there is a hope of government,
That in his nonage council under him,

my

I

II,

THIRD CITIZEN
Neighbours,

Doth

The new-heal'd wound of malice should break out;
Which would be so much the more dangerous,
By how much the estate is green and yet ungovern'd:
Where every horse bears his commanding rein,

ACT

III

is

dead.

Ensuing dangers;

The

SECOND CITIZEN
Bad news, by 'r lady, seldom comes the better:
I fear, I
fear, 'twill prove a troublous world.

as,

But leave

it all

to

[

129]

see

God. Whither away?
SECOND CITIZEN

Marry, we were sent

Enter another CITIZEN

by proof, we

waters swell before a boisterous storm.

for to the justices.

ACT

II,

KING RICHARD

47-iv, 33

iii,

And so was

I

:

[Exeunt

A

tell who told me.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
parlous boy: go to, you are too shrewd.

ARCHBISHOP

Good madam, be

not angry with the child.

young DUKE OF

QUEEN ELIZABETH

YORK, QUEEN ELIZABETH, and the DUCHESS OF YORK
ARCHBISHOP
Last night, I hear, they lay at Northampton;
At Stony-Stratford will they be to-night:
To-morrow, or next day, they will be here.
DUCHESS

Pitchers have ears.
Enter a MESSENGER

I

long with

I

hope he

all

is

the

since last I

ARCHBISHOP
Here comes a messenger. What news?
MESSENGER

Such news,

my lord,

Well,

I

What is

would not have

cousin,

it is

good

to grow.

YORK
Grandam, one

night, as

we

did

sit

at supper,

My uncle Rivers talk'd how I did grow
More than my

brother:

'Ay/ quoth

my

'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow
apace:'
And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast,
Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make
haste.

DUCHESS

Good faith, good faith,

the saying did not hold
In him that did object the same to thee:
He was the wretched 'st thing when he was young,
So long a-growing and so leisurely,
That, if this rule were true, he should be gracious.
ARCHBISHOP
Why, madam, so, no doubt, he is.
DUCHESS
I hope so too; but yet let mothers doubt.

YORK
I

troth, if I

had been remember'd,

could have given my uncle's grace a flout,
touch his growth nearer than he touch' d mine.

To

How, my

DUCHESS
pretty York? I pray thee,

let

thy news then?

uncle

Gloucester,

Now, by my

me hear

The mighty

it.

Marry, they say my uncle grew so fast
That he could gnaw a crust at two hours old:
'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth.
Grandam, this would have been a biting jest.
DUCHESS
I pray thee, pretty York, who told thee this?

QUEEN ELIZABETH
For what offence?
MESSENGER
have disclosed;
Why or for what these nobles were committed
Is all unknown to me, my gracious
lady.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Ay me, I see the downfall of our house!
The tiger now hath seized the gentle hind;
Insulting tyranny begins to jet
Upon the innocent and aweless throne:
Welcome, destruction, death, and massacre!
I see, as in a map, the end of all.
DUCHESS
Accursed and unquiet wrangling days,
How many of you have mine eyes beheld!
My husband lost his life to get the crown;
And often up and down my sons were toss'd,
For me to joy and weep their gain and loss

The sum of all

I can, I

:

domestic broils

Glean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors,
themselves; blood against blood,
Self against self: O, preposterous
And frantic outrage, end thy damned spleen;
Or let me die, to look on death no more!
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Come, come, my boy; we will to sanctuary.

Make war upon

Madam,

farewell.

YORK

DUCHESS

his nurse.

DUCHESS
His nurse! why, she was dead ere thou wert born.

dukes,

Gloucester and Buckingham.

And being seated, and

YORK

Grandam,

in health

MESSENGER
Lord Rivers and Lord Grey are sent to Pomfret,
With them Sir Thomas Vaughan, prisoners.
DUCHESS
Who hath committed them?
MESSENGER

it so.

DUCHESS

Why, my young

madam, and

DUCHESS

YORK
Ay, mother; but

to unfold.

MESSENGER

they say my son of York
almost overta'en him in his growth.

I hear, no;

Hath

me

How fares the prince?

saw him.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
But

as grieves

QUEEN ELIZABETH

my heart to see the prince:

much grown

34-68

If 'twere not she, I cannot

SCENE IV. London. The palace
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK,

II, iv,

YORK

THIRD CITIZEN
bear you company.

I'll

ACT

III

go along with you.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
I'll

You have no

cause.

ACT

And

II, iv,

69

III,

i,

KING RICHARD

28

Would

fain

My gracious lady, go;

But by

his

thither bear your treasure and your goods.
part, I'll resign unto your grace
seal I keep and so betide to me
:

As well I tender you and all of yours!
Gome, I'll conduct you to the sanctuary.

III,

i,

29-74

have come with me to meet your grace,
mother was perforce withheld.
BUCKINGHAM
Fie, what an indirect and peevish course
Is this of hers! Lord cardinal, will your grace
Persuade the queen to send the Duke of York

ARCHBISHOP

For my

The

ACT

III

[Exeunt

Unto

his princely brother presently?
If she deny, Lord Hastings, go with him,
And from her jealous arms pluck him perforce.

CARDINAL

ACT
SCENE

I.

My Lord of Buckingham, if my weak oratory

III

London.

Can from his mother win the Duke of York,
Anon expect him here; but if she be obdurate
To mild entreaties, God in heaven forbid

A street

The trumpets sound. Enter theyoung PRINCE, the DUKES OF
GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, CARDINAL
BOURCHIER, CATESBY, and others

Welcome, sweet

BUCKINGHAM
London,

prince, to

your cham

GLOUCESTER
Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts* sovereign:
The weary way hath made you melancholy.

on the way
Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy:
I want more uncles here to welcome me.

to their sugar'd words,
false

friends!

but they were none.

GLOUCESTER
the mayor of London comes to greet you.
Enter the LORD MAYOR, and his train

MAYOR
grace with health and happy days!
PRINCE

thank you, good my lord; and thank you all.
thought my mother and my brother York
Would long ere this have met us on the way:
Fie, what a slug is Hastings, that he comes not
To tell us whether they will come or no!
I
I

LORD HASTINGS
BUCKINGHAM
And, in good time here comes the sweating

it

but with the grossness of this age,

This prince hath neither claim'd it nor deserved
therefore, in mine opinion, cannot have it:
Then, taking him from thence that is not there,
You break no privilege nor charter there.
Oft have I heard of sanctuary men;
But sanctuary children ne'er till now.

it;

CARDINAL

My lord, you snail o'er-rule my mind for once.
Come on, Lord Hastings,

I go,

will

you go with me?

my lord.
PRINCE

Good

PRINCE

God bless your

land

HASTINGS

But look'd not on the poison of their hearts:
God keep you from them, and from such

My lord,

this-

sin.

And

GLOUCESTER
Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years
Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit:
Nor more can you distinguish of a man
Than of his outward show; which, God he knows,
Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart.
Those uncles which you want were dangerous;

!

sanctuary! not for all

be guilty of so deep a

You break not sanctuary in seizing him.
The benefit thereof is always granted
To those whose dealings have deserved the place,
And those who have the wit to claim the place:

PRINCE

God keep me from false friends

I

You are too senseless-obstinate, my lord.
Too ceremonious and traditional:
Weigh

crosses

Your grace attended

Of blessed
Would

BUCKINGHAM
to

ber.

No, uncle; but our

We should infringe the holy privilege

Enter

make

the speedy haste, you may.
[Exeunt CARDINAL and HASTINGS
Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come,
Where shall we sojourn till our coronation?
lords,

all

GLOUCESTER

Where it seems

best unto your royal self.
If I may counsel you, some day or two
Your highness shall repose you at the Tower:

Then where you

please,

and

shall

be thought most

fit

For your best health and recreation.
PRINCE
I do not like the Tower, of any place.

Did Julius

Caesar build that place,

my lord?

BUCKINGHAM
lord.

PRINCE
Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come?
HASTINGS
On what occasion, God he knows, not I,
The queen your mother and your brother York
Have taken sanctuary: the tender prince

He did, my gracious
Which,

lord, begin that place;
have re-edified.

since, succeeding ages

PRINCE
record, or else reported
Successively from age to age, he built
Is it

upon

BUCKINGHAM

Upon record, my gracious lord.

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it?

ACT

III ?

i,

KING RICHARD

75-1 10

ACT

III

PRINCE

YORK

GLOUCESTER

So wise so young, they

say,

do never

live

Of my kind uncle, that I know will give;
And being but a toy, which is no grief to

A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin.

PRINCE

What say you,

YORK

uncle?

A greater gift!

GLOUCESTER
I say, without characters, fame lives long.
[Aside] Thus, like the formal vice, Iniquity
I moralize two meanings in one word.

sword to it.
GLOUCESTER
Ay, gentle cousin, were it light enough.

PRINCE
That Julius Caesar was a famous man;
With what his valour did enrich his wit,
His wit set down to make his valour live:

O, then,

O,

that's the

YORK
but with light gifts;
beggar nay.
GLOUCESTER
too heavy for your grace to wear.
I see,

you

In weightier things
It

is

will part

you'll say a

YORK

Death makes no conquest of this conqueror;

now he lives

I'll tell

though not in life.
cousin Buckingham,

in fame,

my

you what,

BUCKINGHAM
What,

were it heavier.
GLOUCESTER
What, would you have my weapon,
I

weigh

it

lightly,

PRINCE

I

win our ancient right in France again,
die a soldier, as I lived a king.
GLOUCESTER
[Aside] Short summers lightly have a forward

I'll

would, that

I

might thank you
GLOUCESTER

in

YORK, HASTINGS, and

the

CARDINAL

BUCKINGHAM
good time, here comes the Duke of York.
PRINCE
fares our loving brother?

YORK

my dread lord;

so

must

I call

you now.

Ay, brother, to our

grief, as it is

yours:

Too late he died that might have kept that title,
Which by his death hath lost much majesty.

YORK
thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord,
You said that idle weeds are fast in growth:
The prince my brother hath outgrown me far.
GLOUCESTER
I

PRINCE
still be cross in talk:
Uncle, your grace knows how to bear with him.

YORK

You mean,

me, not to bear with me:
Uncle, my brother mocks both you and rne;
Because that I am little, like an ape,
He thinks that you should bear me on your

To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle,
He prettily and aptly taunts himself:
young is wonderful.
GLOUCESTER
My lord, will 't please you pass along?
Myself and my good cousin Buckingham
Will to your mother, to entreat of her
To meet you at the Tower and welcome you.

What,

And therefore is he idle?
GLOUCESTER
cousin, I must not say

to bear

shoulders.

YORK

My

will

so

YORK
you go unto the Tower,

PRINCE
lord protector needs will have

I shall not sleep in quiet at the

so.

more beholding

to you than
GLOUCESTER

I.

Why, what should you

me this dagger.

Tower.

fear?

YORK
Marry,

my uncle Clarence' angry ghost:

My grandam told me he was murder d there.
5

YORK
pray you, uncle, give

it so.

GLOUCESTER

He may command me as my sovereign;
me as in a kinsman.

But you have power in
I

my lord?

YORK

YORK
is

me.

YORK

t

He hath, my lord.

Then he

call

Little.

So cunning and

GLOUCESTER

How fares our cousin, noble Lord of York?

my fair

you

BUCKINGHAM
With what a sharp-provided wit he reasons!

PRINCE

O,

as

My Lord of York will

Richard of York! how
Well,

lord?

How?

Or

spring.
Enter young

little

YORK

my gracious lord?

An if I live until I be a man,

Now,

give.

GLOUCESTER

long.

For

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My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart.
PRINCE
A beggar, brother?

to age,

As 'twere retaiPd to all posterity,
Even to the general all-ending day.
[Aside]

i,

GLOUCESTER

But say, my lord, it were not registered,
Methinks the truth should live from age

h

III,

PRINCE
I fear

no uncles dead.

ACT

III,

i,

KING RICHARD

146-188

ACT

III

GLOUCESTER

Nor none

PRINCE

all

I

this little

prating

York

Was not incensed by his subtle mother
To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?

No

my lord, what shall we do, if we perceive Lord
Hastings will not yield to our complots?
GLOUCESTER

off his head, man; somewhat we will do:
And, look, when I
king, claim thou of me
The earldom of Hereford, and the moveables

Chop

BUCKINGHAM

my lord,

am

Whereof the king my brother stood
BUCKINGHAM

GLOUCESTER
doubt, no doubt: O, 'tis a parlous boy;

I'll

GLOUCESTER

And look

BUCKINGHAM
them rest. Gome hither, Gatesby.
Thou art sworn as deeply to effect what we intend,
As closely to conceal what we impart:
Thou know'st our reasons urged upon the way;

We may

Well, let

Come,

to

have

be

won

to

SCENE

[Within]

do

all in all as

Who

What is

tractable to us,

CATESBY

My good lords both, with all the heed I may.
GLOUCESTER
Shall

we hear from you,

Catesby, ere

CATESBY

You

shall,

my lord.

we sleep?

MESSENGER

then?

MESSENGER

And then he sends you word
He dreamt to-night the boar had razed his helm:

For we to-morrow hold divided councils,
Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd.
GLOUCESTER
Commend me to Lord William: tell him, Catesby,

BUCKINGHAM

sleep these tedious nights?

it

And

And give us notice of his inclination:

Catesby, go, effect this business soundly.

HASTINGS

Cannot thy master

should seem by that I have to say.
First, he commends him to your noble lordship.
HASTINGS

Encourage him, and show him all our reasons:
If he be leaden, icy-cold, unwilling,
Be thou so too; and so break off your talk,

Good

o'clock?

Upon the stroke of four.

So

the Tower,

His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries
To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret-castle;
And bid my friend, for joy of this good news,
Give Mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more.

't

LORD HASTINGS
HASTINGS

MESSENGER

How he doth stand affected to our purpose;
him

house

HASTINGS
knocks at the door?

will he?

BUCKINGHAM
Well, then, no more but this: go, gentle Gatesby,
And, as it were far off, sound thou Lord Hastings,

If thou dost find

LORD HASTINGS'

my lord!

Enter

what

Hastings doth.

And summon him to-morrow to
To sit about the coronation.

Before

A messenger from the Lord Stanley.

CATESBY

He will

II.

[Exeunt

MESSENGER

the prince,

aught against him.

think'st thou then of Stanley?

all willingness.

MESSENGER

What, ho!

BUCKINGHAM

What

yielded with

sup betimes, that afterwards
digest our complots in some form.

Enter a MESSENGER

For the instalment of this noble duke
In the seat royal of this famous isle?
CATESBY
will not

it

let us

What think'st thou? is it not an easy matter
To make William Lord Hastings of our mind,

He for his father's sake so loves

possess'd.

claim that promise at your grace's hands.

Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable:
He is all the mother's, from the top to toe.

That he

26

Now,

unto the Tower. [A Sennet.
but GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM and CATESBY

Think you,

iSg-ii,

GLOUCESTER
shall you find us both.
[Exit CATESBY
BUCKINGHAM

An if they live, I hope I need not fear.
But come, my lord; and with a heavy heart,
Exeunt

i,

At Crosby Place, there

that live, I hope.

Thinking on them, go

III,

two councils held;
that may be determined at the one
Which may make you and him to rue at the other.
Therefore he sends to know your lordship's
Besides, he says there are

And

pleasure,

If presently you will take horse with him,
And with all speed post with him toward the north,
To shun the danger that his soul divines.
HASTINGS
Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord;
Bid him not fear the separated councils:
His honour and myself are at the one,
And at the other is my servant Catesby;
Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us,
Whereof I shall not have intelligence.
Tell him his fears are shallow, wanting instance:
And for his dreams, I wonder he is so fond

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ACT

To
To

III,

KING RICHARD

27-70

ii,

trust the

The

fly the

My gracious lord, I'll tell him what you say.

I

[Exit

my noble lord!
HASTINGS
to

CATESBY
a reeling world indeed, my lord;

!

my good lord.
HASTINGS

crown of mine cut from my shoulders,
Ere I will see the crown so foul misplaced.
But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it?
GATESBY
Ay, on my life, and hopes to find you forward
this

Upon his party for the gain thereof:
And thereupon he sends you this good news,

to me than 'tis now:
Think you, but that I know our state secure,
I would be so triumphant as I am?
STANLEY
The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from London,
Were jocund and supposed their state was sure,
And they indeed had no cause to mistrust;
But yet, you see, how soon the day o'ercast.
This sudden stab of rancour I misdoubt:
Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward
What, shall we toward the Tower? the day is spent.
!

,

HASTINGS

Come, come, have with you. Wot you what,
To-day

the lords

you

They,

beheaded.

might better wear their heads,
have accused them wear their hats.

for their truth,

Than some

HASTINGS

talk of are

STANLEY

this

that

Indeed, I am no mourner for that news,
Because they have been still mine enemies:
But, that I'll give my voice on Richard's side,
To bar my master's heirs in true descent,
God knows I will not do it, to the death.
GATESBY
God keep your lordship in that gracious mind!
HASTINGS
But I shall laugh at this a twelve-month hence,

But come,

That they who brought me in my master's
I live to look upon their tragedy.

man, 'tis better with me now,
Than when I met thee last where now we meet:
Then was I going prisoner to the Tower,

hate,

I tell thee, Catesby,-

What,

How

before;

I'll

talk with this

good

fellow.

[Exeunt STANLEY and CATESBY
now, sirrah! how goes the world with thee?

PURSUIVANT

The

better that your lordship please to ask.

HASTINGS
I tell thee,

HASTINGS

are unprepared

O

princely Richard

HASTINGS

Go on

But now, I tell thee keep it to thyself
This day those enemies are put to death,

And

and

to

Buckingham.

of the queen's

allies;

than e'er I was,
PURSUIVANT

I in better state

it.

and look not for it.
HASTINGS
monstrous, monstrous! and so falls it out
With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: and so 'twill do
With some men else, who think themselves as safe
As thou and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear

To

let us away.
Enter a PURSUIVANT

By the suggestion

Ere a fortnight make me elder,
send some packing that yet think not on
GATESBY
'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord,

When men

my lord,

GATESBY

my lord?

I'll

my

lord?

same very day your enemies,
The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret.

That

it.

Was it more precious

I believe 'twill

have

HASTINGS
they do; and I have well deserved

HASTINGS

GATESBY

I'll

know

My lord,
I hold my life as dear as you do yours;
And never in my life, I do protest,

never stand upright
Till Richard wear the garland of the realm.
HASTINGS
How! wear the garland dost thou mean the crown?

Ay,

make high account of you;
For they account his head upon the bridge.

LORD STANLEY
Come on, come on; where is your boar-spear, man?
Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided?
STANLEY
My lord, good morrow; good morrow, Catesby:
You may jest on, but, by the holy rood,
I do not like these several councils, I.

Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirring:
What news, what news, in this our tottering state?

And

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Enter

GATESBY

is

ii,

princes both

[Aside]

Enter GATESBY

Many good morrows

III,

GATESBY

mockery of unquiet slumbers:
boar before the boar pursues,
Were to incense the boar to follow us,
And make pursuit where he did mean no chase.
Go, bid thy master rise and come to me;
And we will both together to the Tower,
Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly.
MESSENGER

It

ACT

III

God hold

your honour's good content!
HASTINGS
Gramercy, fellow: there, drink that for me.
[Throws him his purse
PURSUIVANT

God

it,

to

save your lordship.
[Exit
Enter a PRIEST
PRIEST
Well met, my lord; I am glad to see your honour.

ACT

III,

ii,

1 1

i-iii,

KING RICHARD

20
HASTINGS

hour of death

is

expiate.

Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace:
until we meet in heaven.

And take our leave,

What, talking with a priest, lord chamberlain?
Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest;
Your honour hath no shriving work in hand.
HASTINGS

[Exeunt

SCENE IV. The Tower of London

Good faith, and when I met this holy man,
Those men you talk of came into my mind.
What, go you toward the Tower?
BUCKINGHAM

Enter BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, the BISHOP
ELY, RATCLIFF, LOVEL, with others, and take
their seats at a table

OF

HASTINGS

my

I do,
lord; but long I shall not stay:
I shall return before your
thence.

My lords, at once:, the cause why we are met
Is, to determine of the coronation.
In God's name, speak: when is the royal day?

lordship

HASTINGS
'Tis like enough, for I
stay dinner there.

BUCKINGHAM

BUCKINGHAM

Are

supper too, although thou know'st

it

not.

you go?
HASTINGS
wait upon your lordship.

I'll

[Exeunt

all

things fitting for that royal time?

DERBY
and wants but nomination.
ELY
To-morrow then I judge a happy day.
BUCKINGHAM
Who knows the lord protector's mind herein?
It

will

2i-iv, 31

RIVERS

BUCKINGHAM
BUCKINGHAM

Come,

haste; the

in his ear

Enter

And

iii,

RATCLIFF

Make

you.

[Aside]

III,

Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood,
Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt.

thank thee, good Sir John, with all my heart.
I am in your debt for your last
exercise;
Gome the next Sabbath, and I will content
I

[He whispers

ACT

III

is,

Who is most inward with the noble duke?
SCENE

III. Pomfret Castle

ELY

Your
Enter SIR

RICHARD RATCLIFF,

with halberds, carrying

RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN
RATCLIFF

Come, bring

to

But

our hearts, he knows no more of mine
of mine.
in love.

I thank his grace, I know he loves me well;
But, for his purpose in the coronation,
I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd
His gracious pleasure any way therein:
But you, my noble lords, may name the time;
And in the duke's behalf I'll give my voice,
Which, I presume, he'll take in gentle part.
Enter GLOUCESTER

ELY
good time, here comes the duke himself.
GLOUCESTER
My noble lords and cousins all, good morrow.
I have been long a sleeper; but, I
hope,
My absence doth neglect no great designs,
Which by my presence might have been concluded.

Now in

!

GREY

Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon our heads,

BUCKINGHAM

For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son.

Had

RIVERS

Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Bucking
she Richard. O, remember, God,
To hear her prayers for them, as now for us!
And for my sister and her princely sons,

for

HASTINGS

O

Then cursed

his

my lord! We know each other's faces,

Lord Hastings, you and he are near

hereafter.

ham,

I,

Than I of yours;
Nor I no more of his, than you

RATCLIFF
Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out.
RIVERS
thou bloody prison,
Pomfret, Pomfret!
Fatal and ominous to noble peers
Within the guilty closure of thy walls
Richard the second here was hack'd to death;
And, for more slander to thy dismal seat,
We give thee up our guiltless blood to drink.

O

know

BUCKINGHAM

Sir Richard Ratcliif, let me tell thee this:
To-day shalt thou behold a subject die
For truth, for duty, and for loyalty.
GREY
God keep the prince from all the pack of you!
A knot you are of damned blood-suckers.
live that shall

think, should soonest

mind.

Who,

RIVERS

You

we

death

forth the prisoners.

VAUGHAN
cry woe for this

grace,

come upon your cue, my lord,
William Lord Hastings had pronounced your
not you

part,

for crowning of the king.
GLOUCESTER
Than my Lord Hastings no man might be bolder;
His lordship knows me well, and loves me well.
I

mean, your

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voice,

-

ACT

III, iv,

KING RICHARD

32-68

See

HASTINGS

how

I

am bewitch'd;

GLOUCESTER

My Lord of Ely!
ELY

My lord?
GLOUCESTER

When

I was last in Holborn,
saw good strawberries in your garden there:
I do beseech you send for some of them.
ELY
Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart.
GLOUCESTER
Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you.
I

[Exit

[Drawing him

aside

Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business,
And finds the testy gentleman so hot,
As he will lose his head ere give consent
His master's son, as worshipful he terms it,
Shall lose the royalty of England's throne.

BUCKINGHAM
Withdraw you hence, my lord, I'll follow you.
[Exit GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM jfaWoZtfzVzg
DERBY

I

To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden;
For I myself am not so well provided
As else I would be, were the day prolong'd.
Re-enter BISHOP OF ELY
ELY

As 'twere triumphing

is

my

now repent I
I

O

RATCLIFF

lord protector? I have sent for these

There's some conceit or other likes him well,
When he doth bid good morrow with such a
I think there's never a man in Christendom
That can less hide his love or hate than he;
his face straight shall

you know

spirit.

his heart.

DERBY

Dispatch, my lord; the duke would be at dinner:
Make a short shrift; he longs to see your head.

HASTINGS

O momentary grace of mortal men,
Which we more hunt

for

than the grace of God!

Who builds his hopes in air of your fair looks,
Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast,
Ready, with every nod, to tumble down

Into the fatal bowels of the deep.

What of his

heart perceive you in his face
any likelihood he show'd to-day?

HASTINGS
Marry, that with no man here he is offended;
For, were he, he had shown it in his looks.

DERBY
I

told the pursuivant,
at mine enemies,

they at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd,
myself secure in grace and favour.
Margaret, Margaret, now thy heavy curse
Is lighted on poor Hastings' wretched head!

HASTINGS
His grace looks cheerfully and smooth to-day;

By

arm

How

And

strawberries.

For by

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a blasted sapling, withered up:
And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch,
Consorted with that harlot strumpet Shore,
That by their witchcraft thus have marked me.
HASTINGS
If they have done thi* thing, my gracious lord,
GLOUCESTER
If! thou protector of this damned strumpet,
Tellest thou me of 'if? Thou art a traitor:
Off with his head! Now, by Saint Paul I swear,
I will not dine until I see the same.
Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done:
The rest that love me, rise and follow me.
[Exeunt all but HASTINGS, RATCLIFF and LOVEL
HASTINGS
Woe, woe for England! not a whit for me;
For I, too fond, might have prevented this.
Stanley did dream the boar did raze his helm;
But I disdain'd it, and did scorn to fly:
Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did stumble.
And startled, when he look'd upon the Tower,
As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house.
O, now I want the priest that spake to me:

We have not yet set down this day of triumph.

Where

behold, mine

iv,

Is like

thank your grace.

I

ACT HI,

III

pray God he be not, I say.
Re-enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM
GLOUCESTER

pray you all, tell me what they deserve
That do conspire my death with devilish plots
Of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail'd
Upon my body with their hellish charms?

LOVEL
'tis bootless to exclaim.
HASTINGS
bloody Richard! miserable England!
1 prophesy the fearfulPst time to thee
That ever wretched age hath look'd upon.
Come, lead me to the block; bear him my head:
They smile at me that shortly shall be dead. [Exeunt

Come, come,

dispatch;

I

HASTINGS
The tender love I bear your grace, my lord,
Makes me most forward in this noble presence
To doom the offenders, whatsoever they be:
I say, my lord, they have deserved death.
eyes the witness of this

Enter

ill:

GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM,

in rotten armour,

marvellous ill-favoured

GLOUCESTER
cousin, canst thou quake, and change thy
colour,
Murder thy breath in middle of a word,

Come,

And

GLOUCESTER

Then be your

SCENE V. The Tower-walls

As

if

then begin again, and stop again,
thou wert distraught and mad with terror?

ACT

III, v,

KING RICHARD

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ACT

III

Tut, I can counterfeit the deep tragedian,
Speak and look back, and pry on every side.
Tremble and start at wagging of a straw.

my service,

like enforced smiles;
are ready in their offices,
time, to grace my stratagems.
is

Gatesby gone?

and, see, he brings the mayor along.
Enter the MAYOR and CATESBY

is;

BUCKINGHAM
Lord mayor,
GLOUCESTER

Look to the drawbridge there
BUCKINGHAM
Hark! a drum.
!

Misconstrue us in

GLOUCESTER

BUCKINGHAM
Lord mayor, the reason we have sent
GLOUCESTER
Look back, defend thee, here are enemies.
BUCKINGHAM
God and our innocency defend and guard us!
GLOUCESTER
Be patient, they are friends, Ratcliff and Lovel.
Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF, with HASTINGS' head
LOVEL
Here is the head of that ignoble traitor,
The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings.
GLOUCESTER
So dear I loved the man, that I must weep.

him for

the plainest harmless creature
That breathed upon this earth a Christian;
Made him rny book, wherein my soul recorded

The

history of all her secret thoughts
So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of virtue
That, his apparent open guilt omitted,
I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife,

He

:

lived

from

all

the like attempts.

him and wail
MAYOR

his death.

But, my good lord, your grace's
As well as I had seen and heard

Gatesby, o'erlook the walls.

I took

And you, my
To warn false traitors from

GLOUCESTER
Yet had not we determined he should die,
Until your lordship came to see his death;
Which now the loving haste of these our friends,
Somewhat against our meaning, have prevented:
Because, my lord, we would have had you heard
The traitor speak and timorously confess
The manner and the purpose of his treason;
That you might well have signified the same
Unto the citizens, who haply may

GLOUCESTER

He

you! he deserved his death;
good lords both, have well proceeded,

fair befall

I

And both

At any
But what.,

Now,

never look'd for better at his hands,
After he once fell in with Mistress Shore.

Intending deep suspicion: ghastly looks
at

attainder of suspect.

BUCKINGHAM
Well, well, he was the covert'st shelter 'd traitor
That ever lived.
Would you imagine, or almost believe,
Were t not that, by great preservation,
We live to tell it you, the subtle traitor
This day had plotted, in the council-house
To murder me and my good Lord of Gloucester?
5

MAYOR

And doubt you

GLOUCESTER
What, think you we are Turks or infidels?
Or that we would, against the form of law,
Proceed thus rashly to the villain's death,
But that the extreme peril of the case,
The peace of England and our persons' safety,

word shall serve,
him speak:

not, right noble princes both,

But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens
With all your just proceedings in this cause.
GLOUCESTER
And to that end we wish'd your lordship here,

To

avoid the carping censures of the world.

BUCKINGHAM
But since you come too late of our intents,
Yet witness what you hear we did intend:
And so, my good lord mayor, we bid farewell.
[Exit

Go,

after, after,

Guildhall hies him in all post:
There, at your meet'st advantage of the time,
Infer the bastardy of Edward's children:
Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen,
Only for saying he would make his son
Heir to the crown, meaning indeed his house,

The mayor towards

Which, by the sign thereof, was termed
Moreover, urge his hateful luxury
And bestial appetite in change of lust;

so.

Which stretched to their servants, daughters, wives,
Even where his lustful eye or savage heart,
Without control, listed to make his prey.
Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person:
Tell them, when that my mother went with child

Of that unsatiate Edward,

noble York,
then had wars in France;
And, by just computation of the time,
Found that the issue was not his begot;

My princely father,

lineaments,

Being nothing like the noble duke my father:
But touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off;_
Because you know, my lord, my mother lives.

BUCKINGHAM

.

this

execution?

MAYOR

GLOUCESTER
cousin Buckingham.

Which well appeared in his

What, had he so?

Enforced us to

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MAYOR

BUCKINGHAM

Are

III, v,

Fear not, my lord, I'll play the orator,
As if the golden fee for which I plead

Were for

myself:

and

so,

my lord,

adieu.

ACT

III,

v

?

KING RICHARD

97-vii, 14

Laid open

GLOUCESTER

them to Baynard's Castle;
Where you shall find me well accompanied
With reverend fathers and well-learned bishops.
BUCKINGHAM
I go; and towards three or four o'clock
Look for the news that the Guildhall affords. [Exit
If you thrive well, bring

GLOUCESTER
speed to Doctor Shaw;

Go, Lovel, with all
[To CATESBY] Go thou to Friar Penker; bid them
both
Meet me within this hour at Baynard's Castle.
[Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER

Now will I

take some privy order,
To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight;
And to give notice, that no manner of person
At any time have recourse unto the princes.
[Exit
in, to

SCENE VI. The

same.

A street

SCRIVENER
the indictment of the good Lord Hastings;
Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd,
That it may be this day read o'er in Paul's.
And mark how well the sequel hangs together:
Eleven hours I spent to write it over,
is

For yesternight by Catesby was

The precedent was

it
brought me;
long a-doing:
hours lived Lord Hastings,

Untainted, unexamined, free, at liberty.
Here's a good world the while! Why, who's so gross,
That seeth not this palpable device?
Yet who's so blind, but says he sees it not?

When

the world; and all will come to nought,
such bad dealing must be seen in thought.
[Exit

SCENE VII. Baynard's

Castle

GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, at several
GLOUCESTER
How now, my lord, what say the citizens?
Enter

doors

BUCKINGHAM
Now, by the holy mother of our Lord,
The citizens are mum, and speak not a word.
GLOUCESTER
Touch' d you the bastardy of Edward's children?
BUCKINGHAM
I did; with his contract with Lady Lucy,
And his contract by deputy in France;

The

And

insatiate greediness of his desires,
his enforcement of the city wives;

His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,
got, your father then in France,
And his resemblance, being not like the duke:
Withal I did infer your lineaments,
Being the right idea of your father,
Both in your form and nobleness of mind;

As being

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your victories in Scotland,

Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace,
Your bounty, virtue, fair humility;
Indeed left nothing fitting for the purpose
Untouch'd or slightly handled in discourse:
And when mine oratory grew to an end,
bid them that did love their country's good
Cry 'God save Richard, England's royal king!'
GLOUCESTER
Ah! and did they so?
BUCKINGHAM
No, so God help me, they spake not a word;
I

But, like

dumb

statues or breathing stones,

Gazed each on other, and look'd deadly pale.
Which when I saw, I reprehended them;
And ask'd the mayor what meant this wilful silence:
His answer was, the people were not wont
To be spoke to but by the recorder.
Then he was urged to tell my tale again:
'Thus saith the duke, thus hath the duke inferr'd;'
But nothing spake in warrant from himself.
done, some followers of mine own
At the lower end of the hall hurl'd up their caps,
And some ten voices cried 'God save King Richard !'

And

thus I took the vantage of those few,
'Thanks, gentle citizens and friends!' quoth I,
'This general applause and loving shout
Argues your wisdoms and your love to Richard;'
And even here brake off, and came away.

GLOUCESTER

full as

And yet within these five

Bad is

all

III, vii,

When he had

Enter a SCRIVENER, with a paper in his hand

This

ACT

III

What

tongueless blocks were they!
speak?

would they not

BUCKINGHAM
No, by my

troth,

my lord.
GLOUCESTER

mayor then and his brethren come?
BUCKINGHAM
The mayor is here at hand: intend some fear;
Be not you spoke with, but by mighty suit:
And look you get a prayer-book in your hand,
And stand betwixt two churchmen, good my lord;
For on that ground I'll build a holy descant:
Will not the

And

be not easily won to our request;
Play the maid's part, still answer nay, and take

it.

GLOUCESTER
I go; and if you plead as well for them
I can say nay to thee for myself,

As

No doubt we'll bring it to

a happy issue.
BUCKINGHAM
the leads; the lord mayor knocks.
[Exit GLOUCESTER

Go, go up

to

Welcome,

my lord:

Enter the
I think the

dance attendance here;
be spoke withal.
Enter CATESBY
servant: how now, Catesby,

duke

Here comes

his

What says he?

MAYOR and CITIZENS
I

will not

CATESBY

To

My lord, he doth entreat your grace
visit

him to-morrow

or next day:

ACT

KING RICHARD

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III, vii,

He is within, with two right reverend fathers,
Divinely bent to meditation;
And in no worldly suit would he be moved,
To draw him from his holy exercise.

ACT

III

earnest in the service of my God,
Neglect the visitation of my friends.
But, leaving this, what is your grace's pleasure?

BUCKINGHAM
Even

And

Return, good Catesby, to thy lord again;
Tell him, myself, the mayor and citizens,
In deep designs and matters of great moment,
No less importing than our general good,
Are come to have some conference with his grace.

hope, which pleaseth God above,
good men of this ungovern'd isle.

that, I

all

GLOUCESTER
do suspect I have done some offence
That seems disgracious in the city's eyes,
And that you come to reprehend my ignorance.
I

BUCKINGHAM
would it might please your

CATESBY

him what you

say,

my lord.

[Exit

BUCKINGHAM
Ah, ha,

He is

my lord,

this prince

is

not an Edward

To

the corruption of a blemish'd stock:
Whilst, in the mildness of your sleepy thoughts,
Which here we waken to our country's good,
This noble isle doth want her proper limbs;
Her face defaced with scars of infamy,
Her royal stock graft with ignoble plants,
And almost shoulder'd in the swallowing gulf
Of blind forgetfulness and dark oblivion.

forbid his grace should say us nay!

BUCKINGHAM
will.

Re-enter

How now,

CATESBY

Catesby, what says your lord?

CATESBY

He wonders

My lord,
to

what end you have assembled

Not
But

BUCKINGHAM

Your
For

CATESBY

When holy and devout religious men
their beads,

So sweet
Enter

is

'tis

hard

to

zealous contemplation.

GLOUCESTER aloft between two BISHOPS.
CATESBY returns

where he stands between two clergymen!
BUCKINGHAM
Two props of virtue for a Christian prince,
To stay him from the fall of vanity:
And, see, a book of prayer in his hand.
True ornaments to know a holy man.
Famous Plantagenet, most gracious prince,
^

Lend favourable

ears to our request;

And pardon us the interruption
Of thy devotion and right Christian zeal.
GLOUCESTER

no such apology:
rather do beseech you pardon me,
there needs

own.

consorted with the citizens,

Your very worshipful and loving friends,
And by their vehement instigation,
In this just suit come I to move your grace.

know not whether to depart in silence,
Or bitterly to speak in your reproof,
I

Best fitteth

9

See,

I

right of birth, your empery, your

this,

GLOUCESTER

draw them thence,

MAYOR

My lord,

as protector, steward, substitute,
another's gain;
as successively, from blood to blood,

Or lowly factor for

Sorry I am my noble cousin should
Suspect me, that I mean no good to him:
By heaven, I come in perfect love to him;
And so once more return and tell his grace.
[Exit

Which to recure, we heartily solicit
Your gracious self to take on you the charge

And kingly government of this your land;

Such troops of citizens to speak with him,
His grace not being warn'd thereof before:
My lord, he fears you mean no good to him.

Are at

amend that fault!

BUCKINGHAM

MAYOR

he

lord:

Then know, it is your fault that you resign
The supreme seat, the throne majestical,
The scepter'd office of your ancestors,
Your state of fortune and your due of birth,
The lineal glory of your royal house,

sleeping, to engross his idle body,

I fear

my

Else wherefore breathe I in a Christian land?

But praying, to enrich his watchful soul:
Happy were England, would this gracious prince
Take on himself the sovereignty thereof:
But, sure, I fear, we shall ne'er win him to it.

God

have,

GLOUCESTER

,

Marry,

You

grace,
At. our entreaties, to

!

not lolling on a lewd day-bed,
But on his knees at meditation;
Not dallying with a brace of courtezans,
But meditating with two deep divines;

Not

106-158

Who,

BUCKINGHAM

I'll tell

III, vii,

my degree or your condition:

you might haply think
Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded
To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty,
Which fondly you would here impose on me;
If to reprove you for this suit of yours
So season'd with your faithful love to me,
Then, on the other side, I check'd my friends.
Therefore, to speak, and to avoid the first,
And then, in speaking, not to incur the last,
Definitively thus I answer you.
Your love deserves my thanks, but my desert
Unmeritable shuns your high request.
If not to answer,

First, if all obstacles

And

that

As my

[139]

were cut away

my path were even to

ripe revenue

and due by

the crown,
birth;

ACT

KING RICHARD

159-212

III, vii,

And

Yet so much is my poverty of spirit,
So mighty and so many my defects,
As I had rather hide me from my greatness,
Being a bark to brook no mighty sea,

God be
And much I

thanked, there's no need of me,
need to help you, if need were;
The royal tree hath left us royal fruit,
Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time,

egally indeed to all estates,

GLOUCESTER

O, do not swear,

my lord of Buckingham.
[Exit

Call

them

again,

The right and fortune of his happy stars;
Which God defend that I should wring from him!

and accept
ANOTHER

BUCKINGHAM
this

How far I am

self

'GLOUCESTER

If you refuse

it,

please, since

so.

on me?

ACT IV
SCENE

I.

Before the

Tower

zeal,

Loath to depose the child, your brother's son;
As well we know your tenderness of heart

And

it.

Come, let us to our holy task again.
Farewell, good cousinc farewell, gentle friends.
[Exeunt

their lawful suit!

BUCKINGHAM
as, in love and

your grace! we see it, and will say
GLOUCESTER
In saying so, you shall but say the truth.
bless

GLOUCESTER
you will have it
BUCKINGHAM
To-morrow then we will attend your grace:
And so most joyfully we take our leave.
GLOUCESTER

BUCKINGHAM

do beseech you, take it not amiss;
cannot nor I will not yield to you.

from the desire thereof.

Even when you

my lord, your citizens entreat you.

I

me

BUCKINGHAM

Refuse not, mighty lord, this proffer'd love.
CATESBY

I

shall acquittance

Then I salute you -with this kingly title:
Long live Richard, England's royal king!
MAYOR and CITIZEN
Amen.
BUCKINGHAM
To-morrow will it please you to be crown'd?

MAYOR

these cares

of stones,

MAYOR

God

the corruption of abusing times,
lineal true-derived course.

am unfit for state and majesty:

made

From all the impure blots and stains thereof;
For God he knows, and you may partly see,

Unto a

I

not

my conscience and my soul.

Your mere enforcement

This proffer'd benefit of dignity;
If not to bless us and the land withal,
Yet to draw forth your noble ancestry

why would you heap

am

your kind entreats,

Since you will buckle fortune on my back,
bear her burthen, whether I will or no,
I must have patience to endure the load:
But if black scandal or foul-faced reproach
Attend the sequel of your imposition,

widow,

I give a sparing limit to my tongue.
Then, good my lord, take to your royal

Alas,

again. I
to

To

our manners term the prince.

O, make them joyful, grant

them

BUCKINGHAM and the rest
Cousin of Buckingham, and you sage, grave men,

bitterly could I expostulate,
that, for reverence to some alive,

Do, good

Well, call

lest all

Re-enter

in the afternoon of her best days,
prize and purchase of his lustful eye,
Seduced the pitch and height of all his thoughts
To base declension and loathed bigamy:
By her, in his unlawful bed, he got

From

my lord,

Albeit against

Even

Save

Do, good

But penetrable

Made

whom

their suit:

the land do rue it.
GLOUCESTER
Would you enforce me to a world of care?

argues conscience in your grace;
But the respects thereof are nice and trivial,
All circumstances well considered.
You say that Edward is your brother's son:
So say we too, but not by Edward's wife;
For first he was contract to Lady Lucy
Your mother lives a witness to that vow
And afterward by substitute betroth'd
To Bona, sister to the King of France.
These both put by, a poor petitioner,
care-crazed mother of a many children,

More

With the CITIZENS

my lord,

On him I lay what you would lay on me,

This Edward,

BUCKINGHAM

CATESBY

Will well become the seat of majesty.
And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign.

distressed

i

suit or no,
brother's son shall never reign our king;
But we will plant some other in the throne,
To the disgrace and downfall of your house:
And in this resolution here we leave you.
Come, citizens: 'zounds! I'll entreat no more.

But,

A
A beauty-waning and

IV,

213

Your

in my greatness covet to be hid,
in the vapour of my glory smother'd.

My lord,

III, vii,

Yet whether you accept our

Than

And

ACT

III

QUEEN ELIZABETH, DUCHESS OF
YORK, and MARQUESS OF DORSET; on the, other, ANNE,
DUCHESS OF GLOUCESTER, leading LADY MARGARET
PLANTAGENET, CLARENCE'S yOUUg daughter
Enter, on one side,

gentle, kind, effeminate remorse,
to your kin,

Which we have noted in you

[

140]

ACT IV,

i,

KING RICHARD

1-38

for

my life,

she's

wandering

to the

Death and destruction dog thee at the heels;
Thy mother's name is ominous to children.

Tower,

If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas,

And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell:

ANNE

Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house,
Lest thou increase the number of the dead;
And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse,

give your graces both

A happy and a joyful time of day!
As much

to you,

Nor mother,

QUEEN ELIZABETH
good sister! Whither away?
ANNE

Take

QUEEN ELIZABETH

The

mean

And
1

the lord protector.

And

DUCHESS
them.

ANNE

am in law, in love their mother:
Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame,
And take thy office from thee, on my peril.
t

BRAKENBURY

may not leave it so:

am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me.
[Exit

LORD STANLEY
STANLEY

me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence,
And I'll salute your grace of York as mother,
And reverend looker on, of two fair queens.
Let

^

[To ANNE] Gome, madam, you must straight
Westminster,
There to be crowned Richard's royal queen.
QUEEN ELIZABETH

O, cut my lace in sunder, that my pent heart
May have some scope to beat, or else I swoon
news!

ANNE
Despiteful tidings!

O unpleasing news!

DORSET
Be of good cheer: mother, how

to sear

me

my brow

to the brain!

me be with deadly venom,
men can say, God save the

queen!

Go, go, poor

soul, I

envy not thy glory;
wish thyself no harm.

To feed my humour,

ANNE

I will see

Their aunt I

this dead-killing

die, ere

steel,

QUEEN ELIZABETH

am their father's mother;

With

metal that must round

red-hot

Anointed let

I

Enter

sent.

I in all unwillingness will go.
to God that the inclusive verge

Of golden

am their mother; who should keep me from them?

I

was

would

Were

I

I

I in all haste

ANNE

QUEEN ELIZABETH
The Lord protect him from that kingly title!
Hath he set bounds betwixt their love and me?

No, madam, no;

delay.

STANLEY

them;
king hath straitly charged the contrary.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
king! why, who's that?

cry you mercy: I

by unwise

Come, madam, come;

to visit

BRAKENBURY
I

ta'en tardy

!

BRAKENBURY

The

is this your counsel, madam.
the swift advantage of the hours;

DUCHESS
O ill-dispersing wind of misery!
my accursed womb, the bed of death
A cockatrice hast thou hatch'd to the world,
Whose unavoided eye is murderous.

madam. By your patience,
you

all

Be not

thanks: we'll enter all together.
Enter BRAKENBURY
And, in good time, here the lieutenant comes.
Master lieutenant, pray you, by your leave,
How doth the prince, and my young son of York?
well, dear
I may not suffer

nor England's counted queen.
STANLEY

You shall have letters from me to my son
To meet you on the way, and welcome you.

sister,

Right

wife,

Full of wise care

No farther than the Tower, and, as I guess,
Upon the like devotion as yourselves,
To gratulate the gentle princes there.
Kind

39-88

O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee hence!

On pure heart's love to greet the tender princes.
Daughter, well met.
God

i,

QUEEN ELIZABETH

DUCHESS
meets us here? my niece Plantagenet
Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloucester?

Who

Now,

ACT IV,

III

fares

your grace?

to

No! why? When he that is my husband now
Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse,
When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his
hands
Which issued from my other angel husband,
And that dead saint which then I weeping follow'd;
O, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face,
This was my wish: 'Be thou,' quoth I, 'accursed,
For making me, so young, so old a widow!
And, when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy bed;
And be thy wife if any be so mad
As miserable by the death of thee
As thou hast made me by my dear lord's death!'
Lo, ere I can repeat this curse again,
Even in so short a space, my woman's heart
Grossly grew captive to his honey words,
the subject of my own soul's curse.
Which ever since hath kept my eyes from rest;

And proved

For never yet one hour in his bed
Have I enjoy'd the golden dew of sleep,
But have been waked by his timorous dreams.
Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick;
And will, no doubt, shortly be rid of me.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining.

[141]

ACT IV,

i,

KING RICHARD

8

1

89-11,

ANNE
DORSET
Farewell, thou woful welcomer of glory!

ANNE
Adieu, poor

thy leave of it!
DUCHESS
thou to Richmond, and good for

soul, that takest

Go

[To DORSET]

tune guide thee!
[To ANNE] Go thou to Richard, and good angels

guard thee!
[To QUEEN ELIZABETH] Go thou to sanctuary, and
good thoughts possess thee!
I to my grave, where peace and rest lie with me!
Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen.
And each hour's joy wreck'd with a week of teen.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Stay, yet look back with me unto the Tower.
Pity,

you ancient

And
What sayest thou?
I

No more than from my soul I mourn for yours.

stones, those tender

babes

would have

!

suddenly perform'd.
speak suddenly; be brief.

BUCKINGHAM
Your grace may do your pleasure.
KING RICHARD
Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness freezeth:
Say, have I thy consent that they shall die?

BUCKINGHAM

me some breath, some little pause, my lord,

Give

Before I positively speak herein:
I will resolve your grace immediately.
[Aside

the

to

II.

CATESBY,

Stand

all

London. The palace
in pomp, crowned; BUCKINGHAM,
a PAGE, and others

unrespective boys: none are for me
into me with considerate eyes:

KING RICHARD
Know'st thou not any whom corrupting gold
Would tempt unto a close exploit of death?
PAGE

My lord, I know a discontented gentleman,
Whose humble means match not his haughty mind:
Gold were

as

good

What

is

his

I partly

be current gold indeed

How

:

now what I would

know

the

Ha!

so

you

are,

am I king?

say.

would be king.
BUCKINGHAM
my thrice renowned liege.
KING RICHARD
I say, I

5

tis

so:

but Edward lives.

BUCKINGHAM
True, noble prince.
KING RICHARD

O

bitter consequence,
should live true noble prince!
Cousin, thou wert not wont to be so dull:
Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead;

That Edward

still

go, call

him

Tyrrel.

hither.

PAGE

Enter STANLEY
now! what news with you?
STANLEY

My lord,

I

hear the Marquis Dorset's

To Richmond,
Where he

in those parts
abides.

KING RICHARD

Why,

man:

is

[Exit

my loving lord.

Why, Buckingham,

thing.

deep-revolving witty Buckingham
No more shall be the neighbour to my counsel:
Hath he so long held out with me untired,
And stops he now for breath?

BUCKINGHAM
Say on,

any

The

BUCKINGHAM
and for ever may they last!
KING RICHARD
Buckingham, now do I play the touch,
think

to

name?

ascendeth the throne J\

they,

lives:

him

PAGE

And thy assistance, is king Richard seated:
But shall we wear these honours for a day?
Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?

try if thou

twenty orators,

His name, my lord,
KING RICHARD

Thus high, by thy advice

Young Edward

as

doubt, tempt

KING RICHARD

To

bites

KING RICHARD

BUCKINGHAM

O

see,

KING RICHARD
with iron-witted fools

My gracious sovereign?

Still live

angry:

he

That look

And will, no

KING RICHARD
apart. Cousin of Buckingham!

Give me thy hand. [Here he

is

lip.

I will converse

And

The king

My lord?

For tender princes, use my babies well!
So foolish sorrow bids your stones farewell. [Exeunt

RICHARD,

[Exit

CATESBY
a stander by}

!

SCENE

19-59

it

PAGE

Rough cradle for such little pretty ones
Rude ragged nurse, old sullen playfellow

Sennet. Enter

ii,

High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect.
Boy!

.

Whom envy hath immured within your walls

ACT IV,

III

fled

beyond the

seas

[Stands apart

KING RICHARD
Catesby!

CATESBY

My lord?
KING RICHARD

Rumour it abroad
That Anne,

my wife, is sick and like to die:

order for her keeping close.
Inquire me out some mean-born gentleman,
Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter:
The boy is foolish, and I fear not him.
Look, how thou dream' st! I say again, give out
I will take

That Anne

my wife is sick,

and

like to die:

ACT IV,

KING RICHARD

60-97

ii,

it; for it stands me much upon,
stop all hopes whose growth may damage me.

ACT IV,

III

About

To

[Exit

ii,

98-iii 3

BUCKINGHAM

What says your highness

to

my just demand?

KING RICHARD

GATESBY

must be married to my brother's daughter,
else my kingdom stands on brittle glass.
Murder her brothers, and then marry her!
Uncertain way of gain! But I am in
So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin:

As I remember, Henry the Sixth
Did prophesy that Richmond should be king,
When Richmond was a little peevish boy.

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.

My lord!

I

Or

Re-enter PAGE, with
Is

name

thy

James

A king,

TYRREL

KING RICHARD

How chance the prophet could not at that time

TYRREL
and your most obedient
KING RICHARD

Have told me,

I

being by, that

Prove me, my gracious sovereign.
KING RICHARD
Barest thou resolve to kill a friend of mine?

TYRREL
two enemies.
KING RICHARD
Why, there thou hast it: two deep enemies,
Foes to my rest and my sweet sleep's disturbers
Are they that I would have thee deal upon:
Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower.
TYRREL
Let me have open means to come to them,
And soon I'll rid you from the fear of them.
KING RICHARD
Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither,

Because a bard of Ireland told me once,
I should not live long after I saw Richmond.

kill

My lord!
KING RICHARD
Ay, what's o'clock?

BUCKINGHAM
I

am thus

bold to put your grace in mind

Of what you promised me.
KING RICHARD
Well, but what's o'clock?

BUCKINGHAM

Upon

the stroke often.

KING RICHARD
Well, let

Tyrrel:
this token: rise, and lend thine ear: [Whispers
is no more but so: say it is done,

And I will love thee, and prefer thee too.

my gracious lord.
KING RICHARD
thee, Tyrrel, ere

we

BUCKINGHAM

sleep?

TYRREL

Ye

shall,

Why let it strike?
KING RICHARD
Because that, like a Jack, thou keep'st the stroke
Betwixt thy begging and my meditation.
I am not in the giving vein to-day.

TYRREL

we hear from

Why, then

my lord.

resolve

BUCKINGHAM
BUCKINGHAM

me whether you will

Tut,

tut,

Thou troublest me;

My lord, I have consider d in my mind

I

am not in the vein.

s

Well, let
I

[Exeunt all but

you did sound me in.
KING RICHARD
that pass. Dorset is fled to Richmond.
BUCKINGHAM

hear that news,

that

my

Is it

even so?

BUCKINGHAM
rewards he my true

BUCKINGHAM

service

With such deep contempt? made I him king for this?
O, let me think on Hastings, and be gone

To

lord.

or no.

KING RICHARD

[Exit

Re-enter

The late demand

it strike.

BUCKINGHAM

Go, by

Shall

Brecknock, while

my fearful head

is

on!

KING RICHARD
Stanley, he

is

him?

BUCKINGHAM

had rather

'Tis done,

kill

KING RICHARD
Richmond! When last I was at Exeter,
The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle,
And call'd it Rougemont: at which name I started,

my lord;

There

should

My lord, your promise for the earldom,

TYRREL

I

I

BUCKINGHAM

subject.

Art thou, indeed?

Ay,
But

perhaps, perhaps,

BUCKINGHAM

Tyrrel?

Tyrrel,

4

your

wife's son: well, look to

it.

BUCKINGHAM
My lord, I claim your gift, my due by promise,
For which your honour and your faith is pawn'd;
The earldom of Hereford and 'the moveables
The which you promised I should possess.
KING RICHARD
Stanley, look to your wife: if she convey
Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it.

SCENE

III.

The same

TYRREL
TYRREL

Enter

The tyrannous and bloody deed is done,
The most arch act of piteous massacre
That ever yet this land was guilty of.
Dighton and Forrest, whom I did suborn

[143]

[Exit

ACT IV,

To do

iii,

KING RICHARD

5-48

this ruthless piece

of butchery,

Although they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs,
Melting with tenderness and kind compassion
sad stories.
Wept like two children in their deaths'

those tender babes:
<Lo, thus, quoth Dighton, 'lay
one another
'Thus, thus, quoth Forrest, 'girdling
Within their innocent alabaster arms:
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk,
kiss'd each other.
in their summer

^
3

5

5

Which

beauty

A book of prayers on their pillow lay;
Which

once,'

quoth Forrest, 'almost changed

ACT IV,

III

iii,

4Q-iv, 31

KING RICHARD
troubles me more near
Ely with Richmond
Than Buckingham and his rash-levied army.
Come, I have heard that fearful commenting
Is leaden servitor to dull delay;
and snail-paced beggary:
Delay leads impotent
Then fiery expedition be my wing^
and herald for a king!
Jove's Mercury,
men:
muster
my counsel is my shield;
Come,
We must be brief when traitors brave the field.
[Exeunt

my

mind;
But Ol the devil there the villain stopp d;
Whilst Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered
The most replenished sweet work of nature
That from the prime creation e'er she framed.
Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse;
could not speak; and so I left them both,
5

SCENE IV.

to the

To bring this tidings
And here he comes.

bloody king.

Enter KING RICHARD
All hail,
sovereign liege!

my

Kind Tyrrel,

am

KING RICHARD
I happy in thy news?

TYRREL
If to have done the thing you gave in charge
be happy then,
Beget your happiness,
For

it is

done,

my lord.
KING RICHARD
But didst thou see them dead?

TYRREL
I did,

my lord.

TYRREL

KING RICHARD

Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper,
And thou shalt tell the process of their death.
Meantime, but think how I may do thee good,
And be inheritor of thy desire.

[Exit TYRREL
Farewell
The son of Clarence have I pent up close;
have I match'd in marriage;
His
till

soon.

daughter meanly

The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom,
And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night.
aims
Now, for I know the Breton Richmond
At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter,
the crown,
And, by that knot, looks proudly o'er

To

her

I

wooer.
go, a jolly thriving
Enter CATESBY

CATESBY

My lord!

KING RICHARD
Good news or bad, that thou comest in so bluntly?
CATESBY

Bad news,

my lord:

Ely

is

fled to

Richmond;

And Buckingham, back'd with the hardy Welshmen,
Is in

the

field,

and

still

his

power

the rotten

mouth of death.

Here in these confines slily have I lurk'd,
To watch the waning of mine adversaries.

A dire induction am I witness to,
And will to France,

hoping the consequence

Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical.

Withdraw

thee,

wretched Margaret:

here?
Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and

the

who comes

DUCHESS OF YORK

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Ah,

my young princes!

My unblown flowers,

ah,

my

tender babes!

new-appearing sweets!

If yet your gentle souls fly in the air,
be not fix'd in doom perpetual,

Hover about me with your

gentle Tyrrel?

The chaplain of the Tower hath buried them;
But how or in what place I do not know.

"

So,

And drop into

And

KING RICHARD

And buried,

QUEEN MARGARET
QUEEN MARGARET
now prosperity begins to mellow
Enter

5

They

Before the palace

increaseth.

And

airy wings,
hear your mother's lamentation!

QUEEN MARGARET
Hover about her; say, that right for right
Hath dimm'd your infant morn to aged night.
_

DUCHESS
So many miseries have crazed my voice,
That my woe-wearied tongue is mute and dumb.
Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead?

QUEEN MARGARET
Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet,
Edward for Edward pays a dying debt.

O

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Wilt thou,
God, fly from such gentle lambs,
And throw them in the entrails of the wolf?
When didst thou sleep when such a deed was done?

QUEEN MARGARET
died, and my sweet

When holy Harry

son.

DUCHESS
Blind sight, dead life, poor mortal living ghost,
Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by
usurp'd,
Brief abstract and record of tedious days,
Rest thy unrest on England's lawful earth,
[Sitting

Unlawfully

made drunk with

innocents' blood!

QUEEN ELIZABETH
a
O, that thou wouldst as well afford grave
144]

life

down

ACT IV,

iv,

KING RICHARD

32-83

As thou canst yield a melancholy seat!
Then would I hide my bones, not rest them
O, who hath any cause to mourn but I?

here.

down by

[Sitting

her

QUEEN MARGARET
If ancient sorrow be most reverend,
Give mine the benefit of seniory,
And let my woes frown on the upper hand.

had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;
I had a Harry, till a Richard kill'd him:
Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;

I
I

hadst a Richard,

till a Richard kill'd him,
DUCHESS
had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him;
had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him.

QUEEN MARGARET

Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him.
From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept

A hell-hound that doth hunt us all to death:
That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes,
To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood,
That foul defacer of God's handiwork,
That excellent grand tyrant of the earth,
That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,

Thy womb let loose,

O

upright, just,

How do I

and

to chase us to our graves.

true-disposing God,

thee, that this carnal cur
Preys on the issue of his mother's body,
And makes her pew-fellow with others' moan!

thank

DUCHESS

triumph not in my woes!
witness with me, I have wept for thine.

Harry's wife,

God

QUEEN MARGARET

am hungry for revenge,
And now I cloy me with beholding it.
Thy Edward he is dead, that stabb'd my Edward;
Thy other Edward dead, to quit my Edward;
Bear with me;

I

Young York he is but boot, because both they
Match not the high perfection of my loss:
Thy Clarence he is dead that kill'd my Edward;

And the beholders
The

of this tragic play,
adulterate Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey,

Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves.
Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer,
Only reserved their factor, to buy souls
-

And send them thither: but at hand, at hand,
Ensues his piteous and unpitied end:
Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray,
To have him suddenly convey 'd away.
Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I pray,
That I may live to say, The dog is dead!
QUEEN ELIZABETH
O, thou didst prophesy the time would come
That I should wish for thee to help me curse
That bottled spider, that foul bunch-back'd toad!
'

QUEEN MARGARET
thee then vain flourish of my fortune;
I call'd thee then poor shadow, painted queen;
1 call'd

84-135

A mother only mock'd with two sweet babes;
A dream of what thou wert, a breath, a bubble,
A sign of dignity, a garish flag
To be

I

iv,

The presentation of but what I was;
The nattering index of a direful pageant;
One heaved a-high, to be hurl'd down below;

the

aim of every dangerous

A queen in jest, only to

If sorrow can admit society, [Sitting down with them
Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine:

Thou

ACT IV,

III

fill

shot;

the scene.

Where is thy husband now? where be thy brothers?
Where are thy children? wherein dost thou joy?
Who sues to thee, and cries 'God save the queen'?
Where be the bending peers that flattered thee?
Where be the thronging troops that followed thee?
Decline all this, and see what now thou art:
For happy wife, a most distressed widow;
%

For joyful mother, one that wails the name;
For queen, a very caitiff cr own' d with care;
For one being sued to, one that humbly sues;
For one that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me;
For one being fear'd of all, now fearing one;
For one commanding all, obey'd of none.
Thus hath the course of justice wheePd about,
And left thee but a very prey to time;
Having no more but thought of what thou wert,
To torture thee the more, being what thou art.
Thou didst usurp my place, and dost thou not
Usurp the just proportion of my sorrow?
Now thy proud neck bears half my burthen'd yoke;
From which even here I slip my weary neck,
And leave the burthen of it all on thee.
Farewell, York's wife,

These English woes

and queen of sad mischance:

will

make me smile in

France.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
thou well skill' d in curses, stay awhile,
And teach me how to curse mine enemies!
QUEEN MARGARET
Forbear to sleep the nights, and fast the days;

Compare dead happiness with living woe;
Think that thy babes were fairer than they were,
And he that slew them fouler than he is:
worse:
Bettering thy loss makes the bad causer
Revolving

this will

teach thee

how

to curse.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
My words are dull; O, quicken them with thine!
QUEEN MARGARET
Thy woes will make them sharp and pierce like
mine.

Why

[Exit

DUCHESS
should calamity be full of words?
QUEEN ELIZABETH

Windy

attorneys to their client woes,

Airy succeeders of intestate joys,
Poor breathing orators of miseries!
Let them have scope: though what they do impart
Help not at all, yet do they ease the heart.
DUCHESS
If so, then be not tongue-tied: go with me,
And in the breath of bitter words let's smother
My damned son, which thy two sweet sons smother'd.
1 hear his drum: be copious in exclaims.

ACT IV,

KING RICHARD

136172

ivj

Enter KING RICHARD, marching, with drums and trumpets

KING RICHARD

Who

intercepts

my

expedition?

DUCHESS

O, she that might have intercepted

thee,

comfortable hour canst thou name,
in thy company?
KING RICHARD
that call'd your
Faith, none, but Humphrey Hour,
grace
breakfast once forth of my company.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Let

And little Ned Plantagenet,
Where

is

Rail on the Lord's anointed:

Alarums

shall perish
grief and extreme age
never look upon thy face again.
Therefore take with thee my most heavy curse;
Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more
Than all the complete armour that thou wear'st!
My prayers on the adverse party fight;

there the

KING RICHARD
but I'll not hear.
DUCHESS

for I

And

am in haste.

make the

earth

You have a daughter call'd
Virtuous and

school-days frightful,

desperate,

Elizabeth,

and

gracious.

and

Wrong

furious,

KING RICHARD
not her birth, she is of royal blood.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

To

erous;
More mild, but yet

Her life

in hatred:

live,

I'll

Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous,
Thy age confirm' d, proud, subtle, bloody, treach
more harmful, kind

royal

corrupt her manners, stain her beauty;
Slander myself as false to Edward's bed;
Throw over her the veil of infamy:
So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter,
I will confess she was not Edward's daughter.

And

my hell.
wild,

fair,

QUEEN ELIZABETH
And must she die for this? O, let her

A grievous burthen was thy birth to me;
Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy;

therefore level not to hit their lives.

KING RICHARD

DUCHESS
Art thou so hasty? I have stay'd for thee,
God knows, in anguish, pain and agony.
KING RICHARD
And came I not at last to comfort you?
DUCHESS
No, by the holy rood, thou know'st it well,
earth to

souls of Edward's children
of thine enemies,

For thee to murder: for my daughters, Richard,
They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens;

be mild and gentle in my speech.
KING RICHARD

And brief, good mother;

little

spirits

[Exit

Do then;

Thy

Hear me a word;
never speak to thee again.
KING RICHARD

QUEEN ELIZABETH
to curse
Though far more cause, yet much less spirit
Abides in me; I say amen to all.
KING RICHARD
a word with you.
Stay, madam; I must speak
QUEEN ELIZABETH
I have no moe sons of the royal blood

speak!

Thou earnest on

I shall

And

KING RICHARD
Madam, I have a touch of your condition,
Which cannot brook the accent of reproof.
DUCHESS

I will

For

and victory.
promise them success
Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;
Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.

KING RICHARD

my father, and yourself.
DUCHESS

me

too bitterly.

Whisper the

Then patiently hear my impatience.

let

speak.

DUCHESS

And

DUCHESS

O,

You speak

me

Or I with

son?

thank God,

hear
KING RICHARD

And

strike, I say!
[Flourish.

I

DUCHESS
I prithee,

DUCHESS

Either be patient, and entreat me fair,
Or with the clamorous report of war
Thus will I drown your exclamations.

Ay,

offend your grace.

the drum.

up

Either thou wilt die, by God's just ordinance,
Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror,

drums!
trumpets! strike alarum,
Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women

my

me march on, and not

Strike

So.

A flourish,

Art thou

If I be so disgracious in your sight,

his son?

QUEEN ELIZABETH
kind Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey?
KING RICHARD

173-213

That ever graced me

To

Hidest thou that forehead with a golden crown,
Where should be graven, if that right were right,
The slaughter of the prince that owed that crown,
And the dire death of my two sons and brothers?
Tell me, thou villain slave, where are my children?
DUCHESS
Thou toad, thou toad, where is thy brother
Clarence?

iv,

What

strangling thee in her accursed womb,
From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done!

By

_AcT IV,

III

146]

say she is not
KING RICHARD
only safest in her birth.

save her
is

life, I'll

so.

ACT IV,

iv ?

KING RICHARD

214-256

ACT IV,

III

QUEEN ELIZABETH

And only in that safety died her brothers.
KING RICHARD
Lo, at their births good stars were opposite.

No, to their

lives

All unavoided

QUEEN ELIZABETH
bad friends were contrary.
KING RICHARD
the

is

doom

of destiny.

'

QUEEN ELIZABETH
True, when avoided grace makes destiny:
My babes were destined to a fairer death,
If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life.
KING RICHARD
You speak as if that I had slain my cousins.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Cousins, indeed; and by their uncle cozen'd

Of comfort, kingdom,
Whose hand

kindred, freedom, life.
soever lanced their tender hearts,

Thy

head, all indirectly, gave direction:
No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt,
Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart,
To revel in the entrails of my lambs.
But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame,
My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys,
Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine
eyes;
And I, in such a desperate bay of death,
Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft,

Rush all

to pieces

on thy rocky bosom.
KING RICHARD

Madam, so thrive I in my enterprise,
And dangerous success of bloody wars,
As

I

intend more good to you and yours,
ever you or yours were by me wrong'd!

Than

QUEEN ELIZABETH

What good is cover'd with the face of heaven,
To be discover'd, that can do me good?
KING RICHARD

The advancement

of your children, gentle lady.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Up to some scaffold,

there to lose their heads?

KING RICHARD

No, to the dignity and height of honour,
The high imperial type of this earth's glory.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Flatter my sorrows with report of it;
Tell

me what

state,

what

dignity,

what honour,

Canst thou demise to any child of mine?
KING RICHARD

Even all I have; yea, and myself and all,
Will I withal endow a child of thine;
So in the Lethe of thy angry soul
Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs,
Which thou supposest I have done to thee.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Be brief,

that the process of thy kindness
5
Last longer telling than thy kindness date.
lest

KING RICHARD

Then know,

that from

my soul I love thy daughter.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

My daughter's mother thinks it with her soul.

iv,

257-296

KING RICHARD

What do you

think?

QUEEN ELIZABETH
That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul:
So from thy soul's love didst thou love her brothers;
And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it.
KING RICHARD
Be not so hasty to confound my meaning:
I mean, that with my soul I love
thy daughter,

And mean

to

make her queen

of England.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

who

mean shall be her king?
KING RICHARD
Even he that makes her queen: who should be else?
QUEEN ELIZABETH
What, thou?
KING RICHARD
I, even I what think you of it, madam?
QUEEN ELIZABETH
How canst thou woo her?
KING RICHARD
That would I learn of you.
As one that are best acquainted with her humour
QUEEN ELIZABETH
And wilt thou learn of me?
KING RICHARD
Madam, with all my heart.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers,
A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engrave
Edward and York; then haply she will weep:
Therefore present to her, as sometime Margaret
Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,
A handkerchief; which, say to her, did drain
The purple sap from her sweet brother's body,
And bid her dry her weeping eyes therewith.
If this inducement force her not to love,
Send her a story of thy noble acts;
Tell her thou madest away her uncle Clarence,
Her uncle Rivers; yea, and, for her sake,
Madest quick conveyance with her good aunt Anne.
KING RICHARD
Come, come, you mock me; this is not the way
To win your daughter.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Say

then,

dost thou

:

There is no other way;
Unless thou couldst put on some other shape,
And not be Richard that hath done all this.
KING RICHARD
Say that I did all this for love of her.

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee,
Having bought love with such a bloody spoil.
KING RICHARD
Look, what is done cannot be now amended:

Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes,
Which

after-hours give leisure to repent.
If I did take the kingdom from your sons,

To make

amends, I'll give it to your daughter.
If I have kill'd the issue of your womb,

ACT IV,

iv,

KING RICHARD

297-348

ACT

III

quicken your increase, I will beget
issue of your blood upon your daughter:
A grandam's name is little less in love
Than is the doting title of a mother;
They are as children but one step below,

Even of your mettle, of your very

blood;
Of all one pain, save for a night of groans
Endured of her, for whom you bid like sorrow.
Your children were vexation to your youth,

QUEEN ELIZABETH
But how long

QUEEN ELIZABETH
But how long

as

Therefore accept such kindness as I can.
Dorset your son, that with a fearful soul

Say,

Leads discontented steps in foreign soil,
This fair alliance quickly shall call home

But

To

Be eloquent

the ruins of distressful times
Repair'd with double riches of content.
all

What! we have many goodly days to see:
The liquid drops of tears that you have shed
Shall come again, transform' d to orient pearl,
their loan with interest

Often times double gain of happiness.

Go then, my mother, to thy daughter go;
Make bold her bashful years with your experience;
Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale;
Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame

Of golden

sovereignty; acquaint the princess
silent hours of marriage joys:
when this arm of mine hath chastised
petty rebel, dull-brain' d Buckingham,

With the sweet

come,

And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed;
To whom I will retail my conquest won,
And she shall be sole victress, Caesar's Caesar.

I,

What were I best to say? her father's brother
Would be her lord? or shall I say, her uncle?
Or, he that slew her brothers and her uncles?

Can make seem pleasing

her sovereign,

she,

your

subject, loathes such sovereignty.

in

my behalf to her.
QUEEN ELIZABETH

An

honest tale speeds best being plainly told.

KING RICHARD
tell her my loving tale,
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Plain and not honest is too harsh a style.
KING RICHARD

-Then

in plain terms

and too quick.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
no, my reasons are too deep and dead;
Too deep and dead, poor infants, in their grave.
KING RICHARD
Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
Harp on it still shall I till heart-strings break.
KING RICHARD
Now, by my George, my garter, and my crown,

Your

reasons are too shallow

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Profaned, dishonour'd, and the third usurp'd.

KING RICHARD
1

swear

QUEEN ELIZABETH
nothing; for this is no oath:
George, profaned, hath lost his holy honour;
garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly virtue;
crown, usurp'd, disgraced his kingly glory.

By

The
The
The

Swear then by something that thou hast not
wrong'd.

KING RICHARD

by

KING RICHARD

this alliance.

Now, by

the world

QUEEN ELIZABETH

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Which

she shall purchase with

still

her subject love.

If something thou wilt swear to be believed,
love,

to her tender years?

Infer fair England's peace

am

it.

KING RICHARD

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Under what title shall I woo for thee,
That God, the law, my honour and her

life last?

QUEEN ELIZABETH

high promotions and great dignity:
The king, that calls your beauteous daughter wife,
Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother;
Again shall you be mother to a king,

I

her sweet

heaven and nature lengthens
QUEEN ELIZABETH
hell and Richard likes of it.
KING RICHARD

So long

The
Bound with triumphant garlands will

fairly shall

KING RICHARD
as

And

shall that title 'ever' last?

KING RICHARD
Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end.

So long

Advantaging

349~376

Say, I will love her everlastingly.

But mine shall be a comfort to your age.
The loss you have is but a son being king,
And by that loss your daughter is made queen.
I cannot make you what amends I would,

And

iv,

KING RICHARD

To

Mine

IV,

lasting war.

KING RICHARD
Say that the king, which may command, entreats.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
That at her hands which the king's King forbids.
KING RICHARD
Say, she shall be a high and mighty queen.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
To wail the title, as her mother doth.

'Tis full of thy foul

wrongs.

KING RICHARD

My father's death
QUEEN ELIZABETH

Thy life hath that dishonour'd.
KING RICHARD
Then, by myself

QUEEN ELIZABETH
Thyself thyself misusest.

ACT IV,

iv,

KING RICHARD

377-422
KING RICHARD

by God
QUEEN ELIZABETH
God's wrong is most of all.
If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him,

Why then,

unity the king thy brother made
Had not been broken, nor my brother slain:
If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him,

The

imperial metal, circling now thy brow,
Had graced the tender temples of my child,
And both the princes had been breathing here,
Which now, two tender playfellows for dust,
Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms.
What canst thou swear by now?

The

KING RICHARD

The time

to

ter'd,

er'd,

Old withered plants, to wail it with their age.
Swear not by time to come; for that thou hast
Misused ere used, by time misused o'erpast.
KING RICHARD
As I intend to prosper and repent,
So thrive I in my dangerous attempt
Of hostile arms myself myself confound
Heaven and fortune bar me happy hours
!

!

!

Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy rest!
Be opposite all planets of good luck
To my proceedings, if, with pure heart's love,

Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts,

Death, desolation, ruin and decay:
It cannot be avoided but by this;
It will not be avoided but by this.

Ay,

not peevish-fond in great designs.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
be tempted of the devil thus?
KING RICHARD

tempt thee to do good.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
forget myself to be myself?
KING RICHARD
'

if

yourself 's

remembrance wrong yourself.
QUEEN ELIZABETH

But thou didst kill

my children.

my daughter

to thy
KING RICHARD

will?

And

be a happy mother by the deed.
QUEEN ELIZABETH
I go. Write to me very shortly,
And you shall understand from me her mind.
KING RICHARD
Bear her my true love's kiss; and so, farewell.
fool,

[Exit QUEEN ELIZABETH
and shallow, changing woman!

Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY following

How now

what news?

!

RATCLIFF

My gracious sovereign,
Rideth a puissant navy;

.

on the western coast
to the shore

Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends,
Unarm'd, and unresolved to beat them back:
'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral;

And there they hull, expecting but the aid
Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore.
KING RICHARD
light-foot friend post to the Duke of Norfolk:
Ratcliff, thyself, or Catesby; where is he?

Some

CATESBY
Here,

my lord.
KING RICHARD

Fly to the duke. [To RATCLIFF] Post thou to Salisbury:
When thou comest thither, [To CATESBY] Dull un
mindful villain,
Why stand'st thou still, and go'st not to the duke?

CATESBY
mighty sovereign, let me know your mind,
What from your grace I shall deliver to him.
KING RICHARD
O, true, good Catesby: bid him levy straight
The greatest strength and power he can make,
And meet me presently at Salisbury.
CATESBY
[Exit

RATCLEFF

What is
At

J

t

your highness' pleasure

I shall

do

Salisbury?

KING RICHARD

Why, what wouldst thou do

there before I go?
RATCLIFF
Your highness told me I should post before.
KING RICHARD

My mind is changed, sir, my mind

is

changed.

LORD STANLEY
now, what news with you?
Enter

if the devil

Shall I

Ay,

QUEEN ELIZABETH
win

Shall I go

I go.

Therefore, good mother, I must call you so
Be the attorney of my love to her:
Plead what I will be, not what I have been;
Not my deserts, but what I will deserve:
Urge the necessity and state of times,

Shall I

that nest of spicery they shall breed
Selves of themselves, to your recomforture.

First,

I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter!
In her consists my happiness and thine;
Without her, follows to this land and me,
To thee, herself, and many a Christian soul,

And be

423-460

Where in

come.

Ungovern'd youth, to wail it in their age;
The parents live, whose children thou hast butch-

iv,

KING RICHARD
But in your daughter's womb I bury them:

Relenting

QUEEN ELIZABETH
That thou hast wronged in the time o'erpast;
For I myself have many tears to wash
Hereafter time, for time past wrong'd by thee.
The children live, whose parents thou hast slaugh-

ACT IV,

III

How

STANLEY

None good, my lord, to please you with the hearing;
Nor none so bad, but it may well be told.
Hoyday, a

KING RICHARD
good nor bad!

riddle! neither

ACT IV,

iv,

KING RICHARD

461-499

III

AcT^IV,

thou mayst

tell

My gracious sovereign,

thy tale a nearer way?

As

Once more, what news?
is

on the

seas.

KING RICHARD
and be the seas on him!
White-liver'd runagate, what doth he there?
STANLEY
I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess.
KING RICHARD

There

let

him

sir,

as

you

My liege, in Kent, the Guildfords are in arms;
Flock to their aid, and

My lord,

and

scatter'd;

is

cry thee mercy:
blow of thine.

my purse to cure that

THIRD MESSENGER
Such proclamation hath been made, my liege.
Enter another MESSENGER
FOURTH MESSENGER
Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord Marquess Dorset,
'Tis said,

are in the north.

Yet

my liege,

in Yorkshire are in arms.

good comfort bring I to your grace,
The Breton navy is dispersed by tempest:
Richmond, in Dorsetshire, sent out a boat
Unto the shore, to ask those on the banks
If they were his assistants, yea or no;
Who answer'd him, they came from Buckingham
Upon his party: he, mistrusting them,
Hoised sail and made away for Brittany.
KING RICHARD
March on, march on, since we are up in arms;

it your majesty to give me leave,
muster up my friends, and meet your grace
Where and what time your majesty shall please.
KING RICHARD
Ay, ay, thou wouldst be gone to join with Rich

I'll

this

If not to fight with foreign enemies,
to beat down these rebels here at

mond:

Yet

sir.

home.

CATESBY
CATESBY

STANLEY
Most mighty sovereign,

Re-enter

My liege, the Duke of Buckingham is taken;

cause to hold my friendship doubtful:
never was nor never will be false.
KING RICHARD

That

muster men; but, hear you, leave behind
son, George Stanley: look your faith be firm,
else his head's assurance is but frail.

Your

STANLEY
[Exit

is the best news: that the Earl of Richmond
with a mighty power landed at Milford,
Is colder tidings, yet
they must be told.
KING RICHARD
Away towards Salisbury! while we reason here,
A royal battle might be won and lost:
Some one take order Buckingham be brought
To Salisbury; the rest march on with me.

Is

Well,

prove true to you.
MESSENGER

dispersed

Hath any well-advised friend proclaim 'd
Reward to him that brings the traitor in?

Please

Enter a

is

I

There

STANLEY

as I

that, until

KING RICHARD

They have not been commanded, mighty sovereign:

So deal with him

owls! nothing but songs of death?

Buckingham's army

When they should serve their sovereign in the west?

Or

army of the Duke of Buckingham

And he himself wander'd away alone,No man knows whither.

KING RICHARD
Gold triends to Richard: what do they in the north,

Go

increaseth.

[He striketh him
thou bring me better news.
THIRD MESSENGER
The news I have to tell your majesty
Is, that by sudden floods and fall of waters,

Take

STANLEY

I

power

KING RICHARD

is

You have no

the

Out on you,

my liege,

not trust you,

their

Enter another

thy power then to beat him back?
are thy tenants and thy followers?
Are they not now upon the western shore,
Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships?

I will

still

MESSENGER
THIRD MESSENGER

guess, as

my good lord, my friends

in Devonshire,

And every hour more competitors

STANLEY
I cannot guess.
KING RICHARD
Unless for that he comes to be your liege,
You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes.
Thou wilt revolt and fly to him, I fear.
STANLEY
No, mighty liege; therefore mistrust me not.
KING RICHARD
Unless for that,

now

am well advertised,

MESSENGER
SECOND MESSENGER

the king dead? the empire unpossess'd?
What heir of York is there alive but we?
And who is England's king but great York's heir?
Then, tell me, what doth he upon the sea?

No,

friends

Enter another

Is

Where
Where

by

sink,

you guess?
STANLEY
Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and Ely,
He makes for England, there to claim the crown.
KING RICHARD
Is the chair empty? is the sword unsway'd?

Well,

I

Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate
Bishop of Exeter, his brother there,
With many moe confederates, are in arms.

STANLEY

Richmond

500-540

MESSENGER

Why dost thou run so many mile about,
When

iv,

.

[Flourish. Exeunt

ACT IV,

v,

i

V,

i,

KING RICHARD

19

SCENE V. LORD DERBY'S

i,

2O-iii,

DERBY and SIR CHRISTOPHER URSWICK
DERBY
Sir Christopher, tell Richmond this from me:
That in the sty of this most bloody boar
My son George Stanley is frank' d up in hold:
If I revolt, off goes young George's head;
The fear of that withholds my present aid.
But, tell me, where is princely Richmond now?

When

he,'

she, 'shall split thy heart with

quoth

Remember Margaret was a

prophetess.'

convey me to the block of shame;
Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.

Come,

at Ha'rford-west, in Wales.

sirs,

[Exeunt

DERBY
of name resort to him?

SCENE

CHRISTOPHER
Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned soldier;
Sir Gilbert Talbot, Sir William Stanley;
Oxford, redoubted Pembroke, Sir James Blunt,
And Rice ap Thomas, with a valiant crew,
And many moe of noble fame and worth:
And towards London they do bend their course,
If by the way they be not fought withal.

others,

RICHMOND

Have we march'd on without impediment;
here receive we from our father Stanley

And

Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.
bloody, and usurping board,

The wretched,

espouse Elizabeth her daughter.

letters will resolve

him

That spoil'd your summer

of my mind.

Farewell.

Swills

[Exeunt

Enter

the

I. Salisbury.

warm

to the

An open place

blood

I

doubt not but his friends will

my lord.

is it

shrink from him.

All for our vantage. Then, in God's name, march:
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings;
Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings.
[Exeunt

not?

SHERIFF
is,

fly to us.

He hath no friends but who are friends for fear,
Which in his greatest need will
RICHMOND

your moody discontented souls
Do through the clouds behold this present hour,
Even for revenge mock my destruction!

It

learn:

BLUNT

If that

All-Souls' day, fellows,

we

HERBERT

therefore be patient.

Hastings, and Edward's children, Rivers, Grey,
Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward,
Vaughan, and all that have miscarried
By underhand corrupted foul injustice,

is

as

is

OXJFORD

BUCKINGHAM

This

fruitful vines,

Every man's conscience is a thousand swords,
To fight against that bloody homicide.

SHERIFF

my good lord;

and

wash, and makes his

but one day's march.
In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends,
To reap the harvest of perpetual peace
By this one bloody trial of sharp war.
thither

execution

BUCKINGHAM
Will not King Richard let me speak with him?
No,

fields

like

town of Leicester,

From Tamworth

SHERIFF, and BUCKINGHAM, with halberds, led
to

your

trough
In your embowelPd bosoms, this foul swine
Lies now even in the centre of this isle,

Near

ACT V
SCENE

OXFORD, BLUNT, HERBERT, and
with drum and colours

Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends,
Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny.
Thus far into the bowels of the land

Return unto thy lord; commend me to him:
Tell him the queen hath heartily consented

He shall

The camp near Tamworth

II.

Enter RICHMOND,

DERBY

These

SCENE

III. Bosworth Field

BUCKINGHAM
day is my body's doomsday.
This is the day that, in King Edward's time,
I wish'd might fall on me when I was found

Enter KING

False to his children or his wife's allies;
is the day wherein I wish'd to fall
By the false faith of him I trusted most;
This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul
Is the determined
respite of my wrongs:

My Lord of Surrey, why look you so sad?

Why, then

All-Souls'

:

sorrow,

CHRISTOPHER

What men

4

That high All-seer that I dallied with
Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on my head,
And given in earnest what I begg'd in jest.
Thus doth he force the swords of wicked men
To turn their own points on their masters' bosoms
Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon my head;

house

Enter

At Pembroke, or

ACT V,

III

RICHARD

in arms with NORFOLK, the EARL
OF SURREY, and others
KING RICHARD
Here pitch our tents, even here in Bosworth field.

SURREY

This

My heart is ten times lighter than my looks.
KING RICHARD

My Lord of Norfolk,
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ACT V,

ill,

KING RICHARD

5-46

ACT V,

III

We

we

Here, most gracious liege.
KING RICHARD
must have knocks; hal must we not?

NORFOLK
must both give and take, my gracious
KING RICHARD

Up with my tent there!

here will

But where to-morrow? Well,

Who

all's

47-80

KING RICHARD

NORFOLK

Norfolk,

iii,

hath descried the number of the

't

o'clock?

CATESBY
It's
It's

for that.

foe?

NORFOLK
is their utmost power.
KING RICHARD

Six or seven thousand

KING RICHARD
not sup to-night.

Give me some ink and paper.
What, is my beaver easier than it was!
And all my armour laid into my tent?
CATESBY
It is, my liege; and all things are in readiness.
KING RICHARD

Good
Use

Up with my tent there!

I go,

want no discipline, make no delay;
For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day.
[Exeunt
Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND, SIR

Norfolk, hie thee to thy charge;

careful watch, choose trusty sentinels,

NORFOLK

my lord.

Stir with the lark

KING RICHARD
to-morrow, gentle Norfolk.

NORFOLK

Let's

WILLIAM BRANDON, OXFORD, and others. Some of
the SOLDIERS pitch RICHMOND'S tent
RICHMOND

The weary sun hath made a golden

my lord;

I will

Why, our battalion trebles that account:
Besides, the king's name is a tower of strength,
Which they upon the adverse party want.
Valiant gentlemen,
Let us survey the vantage of the field;
Call for some men of sound direction:

supper- time,

nine o'clock.

lord.

I lie to-night:

one

What is

I

warrant you,

my

lord.

[Exit

KING RICHARD
Catesby!

CATESBY

My lord?
KING RICHARD
Send out a pursuivant at arms

set,

And by

the bright track of his fiery car
Gives signal of a goodly day to-morrow.

To

William Brandon, you shall bear my standard.
Give me some ink and paper in my tent:
I'll draw the form and model of our battle,
Limit each leader to his several charge,
And part in just proportion our small strength.
My Lord of Oxford, you, Sir William Brandon,
And you, Sir Walter Herbert, stay with me.
Sir

Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his power
Before sunrising, lest his son George fall
Into the blind cave of eternal night. [Exit CATESBY
Fill me a bowl of wine. Give me a watch.
Saddle white Surrey for the field to-morrow.
Look that my staves be sound, and not too heavy.
Ratcliff!

RATCLIFF

The Earl of Pembroke keeps his regiment:
Good Captain Blunt, bear my good-night to him,

My lord?

the second hour in the morning
Desire the earl to see me in my tent:
Yet one thing more, good Blunt, before thou go'st,
Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, dost thou know?

Saw'st thou the melancholy Lord Northumberland?
RATCLIFF
Thomas the Earl of Surrey, and himself,
Much about cock-shut time, from troop to troop
Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers.

And by

BLUNT
Unless I have mista'en his colours much,
Which well I am assured I have not done,
His regiment lies half a mile at least
South from the mighty power of the king.

KING RICHARD

So, I

am satisfied.

KING RICHARD
Give me a bowl of wine:

have not that alacrity of spirit,
of mind, that I was wont to have.
Set it down. Is ink and paper ready?
I

Nor cheer

RICHMOND
If without peril it be possible,
Good Captain Blunt, bear
good-night to him.
And give him from me this most needful scroll.

RATCLIFF

my

BLUNT

It

Bid

my

About the mid of night come

Upon my life, my lord, I'll undertake it;
And so, God give you quiet rest to-night!

And

RICHMOND

help to

Enter

DERBY

to

RICHMOND

Let us consult upon to-morrow's business:
In to our tent the air is raw and cold.
Enter,

to his tent,

into the tent

KING RICHARD, NORFOLK, RATCLIFF,
CATESBY, and

others

rny lord.

my tent,
I say.

ATTENDANTS
LORDS and others

the other

in his tent,

attending

I

[They withdraw

to

arm me. Leave me,

[Exeunt RATCLIFF and

Good night, good Captain Blunt. Come, gentlemen,

is,

KING RICHARD
guard watch. Leave me. Ratcliff,

Fortune and victory

DERBY
on thy helm!
RICHMOND
sit

All comfort that the dark night can afford

ACT V,

KING RICHARD

81-128

iii,

Be

to thy person, noble father-in-law!
Tell me, how fares our loving mother?

sleep: live, and flourish!
GHOST OF CLARENCE
GHOST
[To RICHARD] Let me sit heavy on thy soul to
morrow!
I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine,
Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death.
To-morrow in the battle think on me,
And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!
[To RICHMOND] Thou offspring of the house of Lan

Enter

attorney, bless thee from thy mother,
prays continually for Richmond's good:
So much for that. The silent hours steal on,
And flaky darkness breaks within the east.
In brief, for so the season bids us be,
Prepare thy battle early in the morning,
And put thy fortune to the arbitrement
Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war.
that which I would I cannot,
I, as I may
With best advantage will deceive the time,
And aid thee in this doubtful shock of arms:
But on thy side I may not be too forward,

by

caster,

Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George,
in his father's sight.

Farewell: the leisure and the fearful time
Guts off the ceremonious vows of love,
And ample interchange of sweet discourse,
Which so long sunder 'd friends should dwell upon:
God give us leisure for these rites of love!
Once more, adieu: be valiant, and speed well!

RICHMOND
conduct him to his regiment:
with troubled thoughts, to take a nap,
Lest leaden slumber peise me down to-morrow,
When I should mount with wings of victory:
Once more, good night, kind lords and gentlemen.

RICHMOND

O Thou, whose captain I account myself,
Look on

my forces with a gracious eye;
Put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath,
That they may crush down with a heavy fall
The usurping helmets of our adversaries!
Make us thy ministers of chastisement,
That we may praise thee in the victory!
To thee I do commend my watchful soul,
Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes:
Sleeping and waking, O, defend me still!
[Sleeps
Enter the GHOST OF PRINCE EDWARD, son to HENRY the
Sixth

GHOST
[To RICHARD] Let me sit heavy on thy soul to
morrow!
Think, how thou stab'dst me in my prime of youth
At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die!
[To RICHMOND] Be cheerful, Richmond; for the
,

morrow,
Rivers, that died at Pomfret! despair,

Of butcher 'd princes

When

fight in thy behalf:

GHOST
I was mortal,

thy soul

despair!

GHOST OF VAUGHAN
[To RICHARD] Think upon Vaughan, and, with
guilty fear,
fall thy lance: despair,

and die!
ALL
[To RICHMOND] Awake, and think our wrongs in
Richard's bosom
Will conquer him! awake, and win the day!
Enter the GHOST OF HASTINGS
GHOST
[To RICHARD] Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake,
And in a bloody battle end thy days!
Think on Lord Hastings: despair, and die!
[To RICHMOND] Quiet untroubled soul, awake,
Let

awake!

Arm,

fight,

Enter

the

and conquer, for fair England's sake!
GHOSTS OF THE TWO YOUNG PRINCES

GHOSTS
[To RICHARD] Dream on thy cousins smothered in
the Tower:
Let us be lead within thy bosom, Richard,
And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death!
Thy nephews* souls bid thee despair and die
[To RICHMOND] Sleep, Richmond, sleep in peace,
I

and wake in joy;
Good angels guard

thee from the boar's annoy!

my

GHOST

anointed

body
thee was punched full of deadly holes:
Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die!
Harry the Sixth bids thee despair and die!
[To RICHMOND] Virtuous and holy, be thou con

By

let

die!

Live,

issue, Richmond, comforts thee.
Enter the GHOST OF HENRY THE SDCTH

[To RICHARD]

and

GHOST OF GREY
[To RICHARD] Think upon Grey, and

and beget a happy race of kings!
Edward's unhappy sons*do bid thee flourish.
Enter the GHOST OF LADY ANNE his wife

souls

King Henry's

,

of York do pray for thee:
thy battle! live, and flourish!
Enter the GHOSTS OF RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN
GHOST OF RIVERS
[To RICHARD] Let me sit heavy on thy soul to

lords,

I'll strive,

wronged

the

The wronged heirs
Good angels guard

Be executed

[Exeunt all but

129-164

Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be king,

Who

Good

iii,

Doth comfort thee in thy

DERBY
I,

ACT V,

III

[To RICHARD] Richard, thy wife, that wretched
Anne thy wife,
That never slept a quiet hour with thee,
Now fills thy sleep with perturbations:
To-morrow in the battle think on me,
And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!
[To RICHMOND] Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet

queror!

[153]

ACT V,

iii }

KING RICHARD

165-213

Dream of success and happy victory!
Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee.

doubt,

my lord.
KING RICHARD

the

O Ratcliff,
to the

And die in terror of thy guiltiness!
Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and

death:
Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!
[To RICHMOND] I died for hope ere I could lend thee
aid:

But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd:
God and good angels fight on Richmond's side;
And Richard falls in height of all his pride.
The GHOSTS vanish. KING RICHARD starts out ofhis dream.
[
KING RICHARD
Give me another horse: bind up my wounds.

Have mercy,

Jesu! Soft! I did but dream.
conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight.

Cold

fearful drops stand on
trembling flesh.
I fear? myself? there's none else by:

To

see if any

Enter

the

mean

LORDS

from me.
RICHMOND, sitting
LORDS

to shrink
to

Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am:
Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason why:
Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself?
Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? for any good
That I myself have done unto myself?
O, no! alas, I rather hate myself
For hateful deeds committed by myself!
1

am a villain:

yet I

lie, I

am not.

Fool, of thyself speak well: fool,

do not

[Exeunt
in his tent

Good morrow, Richmond!
RICHMOND
Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen,
That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here.
LORDS

How have you slept, my lord?
RICHMOND

my

What do

I fear, I fear,

RATCLIFF
Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows.
KING RICHARD
By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night
Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard,
Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers
Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.
It is not yet near day. Come, go with me;
Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper,

coward

The

214-258

iii,

RATCLIFF

No

GHOST OF BUCKINGHAM
GHOST
[To RICHARD] The first was I that help'd thee
crown;
The last was I that felt thy tyranny:
O, in the battle think on Buckingham,
Enter

ACT V,

III

The

sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding dreams
That ever enter'd in a drowsy head,
Have I since your departure had, my lords.

Methought
der'd,
Came to

whose bodies Richard mur-

their souls,

my tent,

and

cried

on victory:

promise you, my soul is very jocund
In the remembrance of so fair a dream.
I

How far into the morning is it,

lords?

LORDS
flatter.

Upon

the stroke of four.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,

RICHMOND

And every tongue brings in a several tale,
And every tale condemns me for a villain.

Why, then

Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree;
direst degree;
All several sins, all used in each degree,
Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty!'
I shall despair. There is no creature loves me;

More than I have said, loving countrymen,
The leisure arid enforcement of the time
Forbids to dwell upon: yet remember this,
God and our good cause fight upon our side;
The prayers of holy saints and wronged souls,

Murder, stern murder, in the

And if I

die, no soul will pity me:
Nay, wherefore should they, since that
Find in myself no pity to myself?

Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces.
I

myself

of all that I had murder 'd
and every one did threat
To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard.

Methought the

Came

to

my

souls

tent,

Enter RATCLIFF

RATCLfFF

My lord!
KING RICHARD
'Zounds!

who is

there?

RATCLIFF

my lord; 'tis I. The early village-cock
Hath twice done salutation to the morn;
Your friends are up, and buckle on their armour.
Ratcliff,

KING RICHARD

O Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful dream!
What

time to arm and give direction.
His oration to his SOLDIERS

'tis

thinkest thou, will our friends prove all true?

Richard except, those whom we fight against
Had rather have us win than him they follow:
For what is he they follow? truly, gentlemen,
A bloody tyrant and a homicide;
One raised in blood, and one in blood establish' d;
One that made means to come by what he hath,
And slaughter'd those that were the means to help
him;

A base foul stone, made precious by the foil
Of England's chair, where he is falsely set;
One that hath ever been God's enemy:

if you fight
against God's enemy,
will in justice ward you as his
soldiers;
If you do sweat to put a tyrant
down,

Then,

God
You

sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain;
If you do fight against your

Your country's

country's foes,

fat shall

pay your pains the

hire;

ACT V,
If you

iii,

KING RICHARD

259-300

do

fight in safeguard of your wives,
Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors;
If you do free your children from the sword.

and Saint George to boot!
Norfolk?

This,

This found I on

Advance your standards, draw your willing swords.
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt
Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold
face;
if I thrive, the gain of
my attempt
The least of you shall share his part thereof.

But

Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerfully;
Qod and Saint George! Richmond and victory!
[Exeunt

KING RICHARD, RATGLIFF, ATTENDANTS
and FORGES
KING RICHARD
What said Northumberland as touching Richmond?
Re-enter

RATCLIFF

He
He

said Surrey, then?
RATCLIFF
smiled and Said 'The better for our purpose.'
KING RICHARD
was in the right; and so indeed it is.

[The clock
a calendar.

me

striketh

RATCLIFF

Not

I,

[He sheweth him a paper
KING RICHARD
[Reads] 'Jockey of Norfolk, be not so bold,
For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.'

A thing devised by the enemy.

Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge:
Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls:
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devised at first to keep the strong in awe:
Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.

March

on, join bravely, let us to 't pell-mell;
If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.

To desperate ventures and assured destruction.
You sleeping safe, they bring to you unrest;
You having lands and blest with beauteous wives,
They would restrain the one, distain the other.
And who doth lead them but a paltry fellow,
Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost?

A milk-sop,

my lord.

one that never in his life
Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?
Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again,

KING RICHARD

Then he

my tent this morning.

A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways,
A scum of Bretons, and base lackey peasants,
Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth

and what

Tell the clock there. Give
Who saw the sun to-day?

What think'st thou,

His oration to his ARMY
What shall I say more than I have inferr'd?
Remember whom you are to cope withal;

in arms.

KING RICHARD
the truth:

301-347

A good direction, warlike sovereign.

children's children quit it in your
age.
Then, in the name of God and all these rights,

He said

iii,

NORFOLK

Your

That he was never trained up

ACT V,

III

disdains to shine; for by the book
braved the east an hour ago:

He should have

Lash hence these overweening rags of France,
These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives.
Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit,
For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd them

A black day will it be to somebody,
Ratcliff!

RATCLIFF

My lord?

selves:

KING RICHARD
The sun will not be seen to-day;
The sky doth frown and lour upon our army.
I would these
dewy tears were from the ground.

If we be conquer *d, let men conquer us,
And not these bastard Bretons, whom our fathers
Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and

Not shine

And

thump'd,

Why, what is that to me
to Richmond? for the selfsame heaven
That frowns on me looks sadly upon him.
Re-enter NORFOLK

in record left them the heirs of shame.
Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our wives?

to-day!

More than

Ravish our daughters? [Drum afar
their

NORFOLK

Arm, arm,

my lord;

the foe vaunts in the

off]

Hark!

I

hear

drum.

Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen!
Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head!
Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood;

field.

KING RICHARD

Amaze the

Gome, bustle, bustle. Caparison my horse.
Call up Lord Stanley, bid him bring his power:

welkin with your broken staves!
Enter a MESSENGER
Stanley? will he bring his power?

I will

What says Lord

My

My lord, he doth deny to come.

lead forth my soldiers to the plain,
And thus my battle shall be ordered:
foreward shall be drawn out all in length,
Consisting equally of horse and foot;
Our archers shall be placed in the midst:
John Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey,
Shall have the leading of this foot and horse.
They thus directed, we will follow
In the main battle, whose puissance on -either side
Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse.

MESSENGER
KING RICHARD

Off with

his

son George's head!

NORFOLK

My lord, the enemy is past the marsh:
After the battle let George Stanley die.

KING RICHARD

A thousand hearts are great within my bosom:

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ACT V,

KING RICHARD

348-v, 5

iii,

Advance our standards, set upon our foes;
Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George,

Have
Wear

Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons!
Upon them! Victory sits on our helms.

Great

NORFOLK, and FORCEsJighting;
him CATESBY

excursions. Enter
to

GATESBY
Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
The king enacts more wonders than a man,
Daring an opposite to every danger:
His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
fair lord, or else the

day is lost!
RICHARD
KING RICHARD
horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!

Rescue,

Alarums. Enter KING

A

I'll help you to a horse.
KING RICHARD
Slave, I have set my life upon a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the die.
I think there be six Richmonds in the field;
Five have I slain to-day instead of him.
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! [Exeunt

my

pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal:
enjoy it, and make much of it.

it,

God

of heaven, say

me,

But,

tell

And

then, as

amen

to all!

is

young George Stanley living?
DERBY
He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town;
Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us.
RICHMOND
What men of name are slain on either side?
DERBY
John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers,
Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.
RICHMOND
Inter their bodies as becomes their births:
Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled,
That in submission will return to us:

we have

ta'en the sacrament,
the red.

We will unite the white rose and

CATESBY

Withdraw,

I

v, 6-41

RICHMOND
[Exeunt

SCENE IV. Another part of the field
Alarum:

ACT V,

III

lord;

SCENE V. Another part of the field

Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,
That long have frown'd upon their enmity!
What traitor hears me, and says not amen?
England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself;

The
The
The

brother blindly shed the brother's blood,
father rashly slaughter'd his own son,
son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire:
All this divided York and Lancaster,

Divided in their dire division,

O, now let Richmond and Elizabeth,
The true succeeders of each royal house,
By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!

And
Alarum. Enter RICHARD and RICHMOND;

they fight.

RICHARD is slain. Retreat and flourish. Re-enter
RICHMOND, DERBY bearing the crown,
with divers other LORDS
RICHMOND
God and your arms be praised, victorious friends
The day is ours; the bloody dog is dead.
DERBY
Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee.
!

Lo, here,

this

long usurped royalty
temples of this bloody wretch

From the dead

let their heirs, God, if thy will be so,
Enrich the time to come with smooth-faced peace,
With smiling plenty and fair prosperous days!
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
That would reduce these bloody days again.
And make poor England weep in streams of blood!
Let them not live to taste this land's increase,
That would with treason wound this fair land's

peace!

Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again:
That she may long live here, God say amen!
[Exeunt

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

SYNOPSIS
I\

SYRACUSE merchant named ^Egeon was
shipwrecked when returning home from a business
Epidamnum with his wife, ^Emilia, their twin infant sons and twin boy slaves whom ^Egeon
had bought to be attendants to his children. Himself rescued with one child and one little slave
by a ship going to Epidaurus, he had been separated from his wife who, lashed to a spar with the
trip to

two other children, was carried away by a Corinthian fisherman's boat, and never heard of
again.
When a boy of eighteen, his son obtained ^Egeon's permission to go accompanied by the slave
to search for his lost parent and brother, but, not
returning, the father set out to trace him and after
five years of futile wandering he arrives in
Ephesus on his way home. Here he is arrested and,
unable to pay the ransom, is sentenced to death under a recent law enacted to
prevent traffic
between the enemy cities of Syracuse and Ephesus. The sympathetic Duke Solinus, touched
the

by

unoffending old man's story of bereavement, grants him one day's grace to seek out friends and
raise the amount of the ransom.

Ignorant of his father's whereabouts and unaware that his twin brother is living in Ephesus,
Antipholus of Syracuse has just arrived in the city with his slave Dromio and, warned about the
law, professes to be from Epidamnum. The second Antipholus, on the other hand, who, with his
slave, the

second Dromio, had been parted from ^Emilia after their rescue from the shipwreck and
citizen of Ephesus in high favor with the Duke, knows
nothing about the

become a prosperous
visitors'

presence in the

Ephesian Dromio

to

city,

summon

but when

his wife

her husband

home

Adriana, a shrewish
to dinner, she

is

woman

of rank, sends the

perplexed and angry

when

the

slave returns badly beaten in an encounter with Antipholus of Syracuse,

who, being unmarried, is
especially when he denies any knowledge of the gold which the

exasperated at the man's insistence,
Syracusian has just sent by his own Dromio to his inn for safe-keeping. He finds his money secure,
however, but beats his own slave for his apparent impudence in the invitation to dinner and also
for lying

about the gold.

Just then Adriana, impatient at waiting for the gold chain her husband had promised her,
appears with her sister Luciana, addresses the bewildered man by name, reproves him for his de

and takes him home to dinner. His slave Dromio, who incurs both his master's and Adriana's
wrath by vowing he knows nothing about the previous invitation, is stationed at .the gate with strict
orders to admit no visitors. The tardy master of the house now arrives home for dinner with two
lay,

guests,

Angelo and Balthazar, and furious with indignation

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at being ordered

away from

the locked

doors of his

own home, he

takes his friends to dine with a courtezan,

give Adriana's gold chain to

Meanwhile,

and Dromio

at his

this girl sends

and declaring that he

Angelo, the goldsmith, to get

will

it.

home his twin brother is making love to the smitten but protesting Luciana,
fat kitchen wench who claims him as husband. Convinced that

embarrassed by a

is

they are being victimized by witchcraft, the Syracusian sends his Dromio to engage passage on the
next ship leaving port, and is suddenly confronted by Angelo who insists upon him taking the gold

chain

his brother ordered.

Later in the day, Angelo, on the point of being arrested for debt, asks for payment of the chain

from Antipholus of Ephesus who denies ever having received it, and is arrested. At this juncture
Dromio of Syracuse comes with news of a vessel about to sail, and the Ephesian orders the slave he

money from his wife to bail him out. Meeting his own master as he re
turns,
surprised to find him at liberty but hands him Adriana's ducats just as the
courtezan appears to demand the gold chain about the distracted man's neck in exchange for a
diamond she swears she gave him at dinner. He refuses and, rather than lose her ring, the woman

mistakes for his

Dromio

own

to get

is

Adriana that her husband has become insane. Adriana, with Luciana and the courte
zan, brings Dr. Pinch, a conjuror, to expel the evil spirit from her husband who beats the doctor
but is overpowered and led away, after Adriana pays the fee, to be locked up in his own house.

goes to

tell

On the way to his ship with Dromio, Antipholus of Syracuse meets Angelo who points out the gold
chain the Syracusian is wearing. A quarrel ensues during which Adriana and Luciana reappear,
and the harassed man and slave flee for protection to a near-by priory where the Lady Abbess
staunchly refuses to surrender them. Adriana appeals to the Duke who is passing by with the bare
headed old ^Egeon, the headsman and

officers, to the place of execution, and Antipholus of Ephesus,
escaped from confinement, presents his case to the Duke for justice.
Charge and countercharge result in still more confusion, in the midst of which the Lady
Abbess appears with Antipholus and Dromio of Syracuse who recognize ^geon, as also does the

who with

his slave has

Abbess who

is

his

own

wife ^Emilia.

The Duke

pairs of twin brothers embrace. Antipholus of

gladly releases the overjoyed old

Ephesus

is

reconciled with his wife,

man, as the two
and his brother

proceeds happily to court the fair Luciana.

HISTORICAL DATA
The

subject of the

Errors, Shakespeare's

main

plot of The Comedy of
is similar to that

only farce,

of the Menaechmi of Plautus, a comedy of the mistakes in identity of twin-born children. The theme,

long popular with Italian and French dramatists,
seems to have had its earliest appearance in Eng-

land in the interlude Jack Juggler (1563), a play,
which was probably unfamiliar to
Shakespeare.
Authorities are uncertain as to whether or not he
was acquainted with the earliest translation of the
Menaechmi by William Warner (1595) in manuscript

however,

form or whether he derived his plot from some
earlier non-extant comedies from the same
source,
one of which, The Historie of Error, is known to have
been acted in Hampton Court in 1576.

The scene in which Antipholus of Ephesus is shut
out of his own house (Act III, Scene i) was probably
derived from the Amphitruo of Plautus, as well as
the notion of "doubling" the slaves as well as the
masters.

The

entire serious

background and

the

element of pathos is credited wholly to Shakespeare,
A play called The Comedy of Errors was performed
at Gray's

Inn on December

28,

1594,

and

there

seems no reason to doubt that it was Shakespeare's
play. It was included in Palladis Tamia (1598) and
first published in the First Folio of
1623. From an
allusion to the civil war in France (Act II, Scene ii),

and from its general style the play is usually considered to have been written in
1591 or slightly
earlier,

"Who

talks within there? ho! open the door."

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS
DRAMATIS PERSONS
SOLINUS, duke ofEphesus.

PINCH, a schoolmaster.

,<EGEON, a merchant of Syracuse.
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS, \ twin brothers, and sons
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE, \ to Mgeon and ^Emilia.
DROMIO OF EPHESUS, ) twin brothers, and attendants

.EMILIA, wife to &geon, an abbess at Ephesus.
ADRIAN A, wife to Antipholus ofEphesus.

DROMIO OF SYRACUSE, on the two Antipholuses.
BALTHAZAR, a merchant.
ANGELO, a goldsmith.
FIRST MERCHANT, friend to Antipholus
of Syracuse.
SECOND MERCHANT, to whom Angela is a debtor.

LUCIANA, her
LUCE, servant

J

ACT
SCENE

I.

,

my griefs unspeakable:

I'll

utter

what

my sorrow gives me leave.

To Epidamnum;*till my factor's death,
And the great care of goods at random left,
Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse:

not partial to infringe our laws:
The enmity and discord which of late
Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke
To merchants, our well-dealing countrymen,

Who, wanting guilders to redeem their lives,
Have seal'd his rigorous statutes with their bloods.
all pity from our
threatening looks.
For, since the mortal and intestine jars

Excludes

'Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us,
hath in solemn synods been decreed,

It

Both by the Syracusians and ourselves,
To admit no traffic to our adverse towns:
Nay, more,
If any born at Ephesus be seen
At any Syracusian marts and fairs;
Again: if any Syracusian born
Come to the bay of Ephesus, he dies,
His goods confiscate to the duke's dispose;
Unless a thousand marks be levied,
To quit the penalty and to ransom him.
rate,

Cannot amount unto a hundred marks;
Therefore by law thou art condemn'd to

die.

^EGEON

my comfort: when your words

are done,

My woes end likewise with the evening sun.
DUKE
Well, Syracusian, say, in brief, the cause
Why thou departed st from thy native home,
And for what cause thou earnest to Ephesus.
5

^EGEON

A heavier task could

speak

.

am

this

I to

Yet, that the world may witness that my end
Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence,
I born; and wed
Unto a woman, happy but for me,
And by me, had not our hap been bad.
With her I lived in joy; our wealth increased
By prosperous voyages I often made

DUKE
Merchant of Syracusa, plead no more;

Yet

Ephesus.

In Syracusa was

X ROCEED, Solinus, to procure my fall,
And by the doom of death end woes and all.

valued at the highest

SCENE

Than

I

ATTENDANTS
JEGEON

Thy substance,

Adriana.

GAOLER, OFFICERS, and other ATTENDANTS

Enter DUKE, ^EGEON, GAOLER, OFFICERS, and other

I

to

A COURTEZAN.

A hall in the DUKE'S palace

-p

sister.

not have been imposed

From whom my absence was not six months old.
Before herself, almost at fainting under
The pleasing punishment that women bear,
Had made provision for her following me,
And soon and safe arrived where I was.
There had she not been long but she became
A joyful mother of two goodly sons;
And, which was strange, the one so like the other
As could not be distinguish'd but by names.
That very hour, and in the self-same inn,
A meaner woman was delivered
Of such a burthen, male twins, both alike:
Those, for their parents were exceeding poor,
I bought, and brought up to attend
my sons.
My wife, not meanly proud of two such boys,
Made daily motions for our home return:
Unwilling I agreed; alas! too soon
We came aboard.

'

A league from Epidamnum had we saiTd,
Before the always-wind-obeying deep
Gave any tragic instance of our harm:
But longer did we not retain much hope;
For what obscured light the heavens did grant

Did but convey unto our

fearful

minds

A doubtful warrant of immediate death;
Which though myself would

gladly have embracec
Yet the incessant weepings of my wife,
Weeping before for what she saw must come,

And piteous plainings of the pretty babes,
That mourn'd

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for fashion, ignorant

what

to fear,

ACT

I, i,

ACT

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

75-130

I,

i,

131-ii,

1

8

J

Whom whilst I labour d of a love to see,

Forced me to seek delays for them and me.
And this it was, for other means was none:

The

hazarded the loss of whom I loved.
Five summers have I spent in farthest Greece,
Roaming clean through the bounds of Asia,
I

sought for safety by our boat,
then sinking-ripe, to us:
wife, more careful for the latter-born,
Had fasten'd him unto a small spare mast,
sailors

And left the ship,

And, coasting homeward, came tO|Ephesus;
Hopeless to find, yet loath to leave unsought
Or that, or any place that harbours men.
But here must end the story of my life;
And happy were I in my timely death,
Could all my travels warrant me they live.
DUKE
Hapless ^Egeon, whom the fates have mark'd

My

Such as seafaring men provide for storms;
To him one of the other twins was bound,
I had been like heedful of the other:
children thus disposed, my wife and I,
Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fix'd,
Fasten'd ourselves at either end the mast;
And floating straight, obedient to the stream,

Whilst

The

To

bear the extremity of dire mishap!
trust me, were it not against our laws,
Against my crown, my oath, my dignity,
Which princes, would they, may not disannul,
My soul should sue as advocate for thee.
But, though thou art adjudged to the death,
And passed sentence may not be recall'd
But to our honour's great disparagement,
Yet will I favour ,thee in what I can.
Therefore, merchant, I'll limit thee this day

towards Corinth, as we thought.
At length the sun, gazing upon the earth,
Dispersed those vapours that offended us;
And, by the benefit of his wished light,
The seas wax'd calm, and we discovered

Was carried

Now,

Two ships from far making amain to us,
Of Corinth that,

of Epidaurus

this:

But ere they came, O, let me say no more!
Gather the sequel by that went before.

To

seek thy help by beneficial help:
Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus;
Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum,
And live; if no, then thou art doom'd to die.
Gaoler, take him to thy custody.
GAOLER

DUKE
Nay, forward, old man; do not break off so;
For we may pity, though not pardon thee.
JEGEON
O, had the gods done so, I had not now
Worthily term'd them merciless to us!
For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues,
We were encounter'd by a mighty rock;
Which being violently borne upon,
Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst;
So that, in this unjust divorce of us,
Fortune had left to both of us alike
What to delight in, what to sorrow for.
Her part, poor soul! seeming as burdened
With lesser weight, but not with lesser woe,

'

I will,

my lord.
JEGEON

Hopeless and helpless doth ^Egeon wend,
But to procrastinate his lifeless end.

SCENE

II.

[Exeunt

The Mart

Was carried with more speed before the wind;
And in our sight they three were taken up
By fishermen of Corinth, as we thought.

Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE, DROMIO OF SYRACUSE,
and FIRST MERCHANT

At length, another ship had seized on us;
And, knowing whom it was their hap to save,
Gave healthful welcome to their shipwreck'd guests;
And would have reft the fishers of their prey,

Therefore give out you are of Epidamnum,
Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate.
This very day a Syracusian merchant

Had not their bark been very slow of sail;
And therefore homeward did they bend their course.
Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss;
That by misfortunes was

To

tell

sad

stories

of my

my life prolong'd,

own mishaps.

DUKE
for the sake of them thou sorrowest for,
me the favour to dilate at full

And,

Do

What hath

befall'n of them

and thee

till

now.

^EGEON

FIRST

MERCHANT

Is apprehended for arrival here;
And, not being able to buy out his

life,

According to the statute of the town,
Dies ere the weary sun set in the west.
There is your money that I had to keep.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Go bear it to the Centaur, where we host,

And stay there, Dromio,
Within

till

I

come

to thee.

hour it will be dinner-time:
I'll view the manners of the town,

this

Till that,

Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings,
within mine inn;

My youngest boy, and yet my eldest care,

And then return, and sleep

At eighteen years became inquisitive
After his brother: and importuned me
That his attendant so his case was like,

For with long travel
Get thee away.

Reft of his brother, but retain' d his name
Might bear him company in the quest of him:

Many a man would take you at your word,
And go indeed, having so good a mean.

I

am stiff and weary.

DROMIO

160]

'

S.

[Exit

ACT

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

19-67

I, ii,

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

ANTIPHOLUS

A trusty villain, sir;
When

that very oft,
dull with care and

Lightens

What,

will

you walk with me about the town,
to my inn, and dine with me?
FIRST MERCHANT

And then go
I

am invited,

Of whom

sir,

to certain
merchants,

I

afterward consort you

till

bed- time:

My present business calls me from you now.
ANTIPHOLUS
Farewell

And

S.

then: I will go lose myself,
wander up and down to view the city.
FIRST MERCHANT

Sir, I

till

commend you

to your own content.
ANTIPHOLUS S.

'

[Exit

He that commends me to mine own content
Commends me to the thing I cannot get.

the world am like a drop of water,
in the ocean seeks another drop;
Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,
I to

That

Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:
So I, to find a mother and a brother,
In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.
Enter DROMIO OF EPHESUS
Here comes the almanac of my true date.
What now? how chance thou art return'd so soon?
DROMIO E.
Return'd so soon! rather approach'd too late:
The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit;
The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
My mistress made it one upon my cheek:
She is so hot, because the meat is cold;
The meat is cold, because you come not home;
You come not home, because you have no stomach;
You have no stomach, having broke your fast;
But we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray,
Are penitent for your default to-day.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Stop in your wind, sir: tell me this, I pray:
Where have you left the money that I gave you?
DROMIO E.
O, sixpence, that I had o' Wednesday last
To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper?

The

saddler

had

it, sir;

I

kept

ANTIPHOLUS
I

it

not.

S.

am not in a sportive humour now:

Tell me,

and

dally not, where

is

the

6811,

S.

sir?

Your worship's
She that doth

And

wife,
fast till

my mistress at the Phoenix;
you come home

prays that you will hie you

home

to dinner,
to dinner.

ANTIPHOLUS S.
What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face,
Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave.
DROMIO,

E.

What mean you, sir? for God's sake, hold your hands
Nay, an you

will not,

sir, I'll

take

ANTIPHOLUS

my heels.

S.

The villain is o'er-raught of all my money.
They say this town is full of cozenage;
As, nimble jugglers that deceive the eye,
Dark-working sorcerers that change the mind,
Soul-killing witches that deform the body,

Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks,
such-like liberties of sin:
If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner.
I'll to the Centaur, to
go seek this slave:
I greatly fear my money is not safe.

And many

trust

So great a charge from thine own custody?
DROMIO E.
I pray you, jest, sir, as
you sit at dinner:
I from my mistress come to
you in post;
If I return, I shall be post indeed,
For she will score your fault upon my pate.
Methinks your maw, like mine, should be your clock,

And strike you home without a messenger.

!

[Exit

Upon my life, by some device or other

money?

We being strangers here, how darest thou

3

i,

DROMIO E.
why, you gave no gold to me.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Come on, sir knave, have done your foolishness,
And tell me how thou hast disposed thy charge.
DROMIO E.
My charge was but to fetch you from the mart
Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to dinner:
My mistress and her sister stays for you.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Now, as I am a Christian, answer me,
In what safe place you have bestow'd my money;
Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours,
That stands on tricks when I am undisposed:
Where is the thousand marks thou had'st of me?
DROMIO E.
I have some marks of
yours upon my pate,
Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders;
But not a thousand marks between you both.
If I should pay your worship those again,
Perchance you will not bear them patiently.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Thy mistress' marks? what mistress, slave, hast thou?
DROMIO E.

To me,

hope to make much benefit;
I crave your pardon. Soon at five
o'clock,
Please you, I'll meet with you
upon the mart,

And

I, ii,

Come, Dromio, come, these jests are out of season;
Reserve them till a merrier hour than this.
Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee?

am
melancholy,
my humour with his merry jests.

I

ACT

ACT
SCENE

I.

The

II

house O/"ANTIPHOLUS E.

ADRIANA and LUCIANA
ADRIANA
husband nor the slave return 'd.
'Enter

Neither

That

my

in such haste I sent to seek his master!

Sure, Luciana,

Fi6i]

it is

two

o'clock.

[Exit

ACT

II,

i,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

4-44

LUGIANA
Perhaps some merchant hath invited him.
And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner.

Good

sister, let

A man

is

us dine,

master of his

and never

fret:

liberty:

Time

is their master; and when
they see time.
They'll go or come: if so, be patient, sister.

ADRIANA

Why should their liberty than ours be more?
LUGIANA
Because their business still lies out

o' door.

ADRIANA
Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill.
LUGIANA
O, know he is the bridle of your will.
ADRIANA
There's none but asses will be bridled so.
LUGIANA

Why, headstrong liberty is

bound, in earth, in sea, in sky:
The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls,

Are

ADRIANA
But
It

say, I prithee,

is

DROMIO

Why,

mistress, sure

to their females,

and

their lords:

your will attend on their accords.
ADRIANA
This servitude makes you to keep unwed.
LUGIANA
Not this, but troubles of the marriage-bed.
ADRIANA
But, were you wedded, you would bear some sway.
LUCIANA
Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey.
ADRIANA
How if your husband start some other where?
LUCIANA
Till he come home again, I would forbear.
ADRIANA
Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;
They can be meek that have no other cause.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burden'd with like weight of pain,
As much, or more, we should ourselves complain:So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me;
But, if thou live to see like right bereft,
This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left.
LUGIANA
Well, I will marry one day, but to try.
Here conies your man; now is your husband nigh.
Enter DROMIO E.
ADRIANA
Say, is your tardy master now at hand?
let

E.

my master is

horn-mad.

ADRIANA

Horn-mad, thou

villain!

DROMIO

Men

Then

he coming home?

seems he hath great care to please his wife.

their males' subjects and at their controls:
more divine, the masters of all these,

Are masters

i,

understand them.

his

Lords of the wide world and wild watery seas,
Indued with intellectual sense and souls,
Or more pre-eminence than fish and fowls,

II,

DROMIO E.
Nay, he's at two hands with me, and that my two
ears can witness.
ADRIANA
Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his
mind?
DROMIO E.
Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear:
Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it.
LUGIANA
Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his
meaning?
DROMIO E.
Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his
blows; and withal so doubtfully, that I could scarce

lash'd with woe.

There's nothing situate under heaven's eye

But hath

ACT

I

E.

mean not cuckold-mad;

But, sure, he is stark mad.
When I desired him to come home to dinner,
He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold:

"Tis dinner-time,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he:
'Your meat doth burn,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth
he:

come home?' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he,
'Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, villain?'
'The pig,' quoth I, 'is burn'd;' 'My gold!' quoth he:
'Will you

'My mistress, sir,' quoth I; 'Hang up thy mistress!
know not thy mistress; out on thy mistress!'

I

LUGIANA

Quoth who?
DROMIO

Quoth

E.

my master:
c

'I know,'
quoth he, no house, no wife, no mistress.'
So that my errand, due unto my tongue,
I thank him, I bare home
upon my shoulders;

For, in conclusion, he did beat

me

there.

ADRIANA
Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home,
DROMIO E.
Go back again, and be new beaten home?
For God's sake, send some other messenger.
ADRIANA
Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across.

DROMIO

And he will bless
Between you

'

E.

that cross with other
beating:

I shall

have a holy head.

ADRIANA
Hence, prating peasant! fetch thy master home.

DROMIO

E.

Am I so round with you as you with me,
That

62]

like

a football you do spurn

me

thus?

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II,

i,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

84-ii, 13

You spurn me hence, and
If I

spurn me hither:
last in this service,
you must case me in leather

Fie,

how impatience

he

[Exit

LUCIANA

my discourses dull?

If voluble

and sharp

barren

it:

my wit?

discourse be marr'd,

Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard:
Do their gay vestments his affections bait?
That's not

my fault;

he's master of

my state:

What ruins are in me that can be found,
By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground

from home; poor I am but
LUCIANA

Self-harming jealousy!

fie,

beat

it

his stale.

you

you know he promised me 'a chain;
that alone, alone he would detain,
So he would keep fair quarter with his bed!
Sister,

still,

and

often touching will
man that hath a name,

S.

now your jest

bargain do you give

will jest

upon

my love,

But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.
If you will jest with me, know my aspect,
And fashion your demeanour to my looks,
Or I will beat this method in your sconce.
DROMIO s.
Sconce call you it? so you would leave battering, I
had rather have it a head: an you use these blows
long, I must get a sconce for my head, and insconce

I'll

ANTIPHOLUS
Dost thou not know?

it

wit in
too; or else I shall seek
I beaten?
sir, why

am

LUCIANA

my

DROMIO
Nothing,

sir,

but that

I

II.

A public place

Enter ANTIPHOLUS

s.

ANTIPHOLUS S.
gave to Dromio is laid up
Safe at the Centaur; and the heedful slave
Is wander'd forth, in care to seek me out

The gold

I

By computation and mine

host's report.

could not speak with Dromio since at first
I sent him from the mart. See, here he comes.
I

Enter DROMIO

s.

How now, sir! is your merry humour alter' d?

As you love strokes, so jest with me again.
You know no Centaur? you received no gold?
Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner?
My house was at the Phcenix? Wast thou mad,
That thus so madly thou didst answer me?
DROMIO s.
What answer, sir? when spake I such a word?

my

shoulders.

S.

S.

am beaten.

ANTIPHOLUS
Shall I teU

SCENE

earnest:

And make a common of my serious hours.
When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport,

But, I pray,

[Exeunt

is

me?

ANTIPHOLUS S.
sometimes
use you for my fool, and chat with you,

Wear gold: and no
By falsehood and corruption doth it shame.

Since that my beauty cannot please his eye,
weep what's left away, and weeping die.

it

I familiarly

Your sauciness

Would

How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!

S.

since

for God's sake!

Because that

Do

Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense.
I know his eye doth homage otherwhere;
Or else what lets it but he would be here?

others touch,

sir,

Upon what

ADRIANA

That

14-54

DROMIO s.
you sent me hence,
Home to the Centaur, with the gold you gave me.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Villain, thou didst deny the gold's receipt,
And told'st me of a mistress and a dinner;
For which, I hope, thou felt'st I was displeased.
DROMIO s.
I am glad to see you in this merry vein:
What means this jest? I pray you, master, tell me.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Yea, dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth?
Think'st thou I jest? Hold, take thou that, and that.

Hold,

hence!

I see the jewel best enamelled
Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides

ii>

[Beating him

But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale,
feeds

II,

here, not half an hour since.

DROMIO

Of my defeatures. My decayed fair
A sunny look of his would soon repair:
And

ANTIPHOLUS

Even now, even
I did not see

loureth in your face!

ADRIANA
His company must do his minions grace,
Whilst I at home starve for a merry look.
Hath homely age the alluring beauty took
From my poor cheek? then he hath wasted

Are

ACT

will

S.

you why?

DROMIO S.
Ay, sir, and wherefore; for they say every
a wherefore.
ANTIPHOLUS S.

why hath

for flouting me; and then, wherefore,
first,
For urging it the second time to me.
DROMIO s.
Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season,
When in the why and the wherefore is neither
rhyme nor reason?
Well, sir, I thank you.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Thank me, sir! for what?
DROMIO s.
Marry, sir, for this something that you gave me for

Why,

nothing.

ANTIPHOLUS S.
I'll

make you amends

something. But say,

next, to give

sir, is it

you nothing for

dinner-time?

ACT

II,

DROMIO

No,

sir: I

DROMIO

s.

think the meat wants that

ANTIPHOLUS

In good time,

sir;

I

ANTIPHOLUS
then 'twill be dry.

DROMIO

s.

The one,

pray you, eat none of it.
ANTIPHOLUS S.

sir, I

S.

learn to jest in good time: there's a time

DROMIO

s.

durst have denied that, before

you were so choleric.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

rule, sir?

DROMIO
sir,

of father

time for

iri

tiring;

ANTIPHOLUS S.
time have proved there

all this

I

mend

it:

Time

end

man

Ay, ay,

ANTIPHOLUS

and recover the

lost

S.

such a niggard of hair, being, as
so plentiful an excrement?

it is,

given them in wit.

ANTIPHOLUS

man

S.

hath more hair than

wit.

DROMIO

am not Adriana nor

thee.

s.

a blessing that he bestows on beasts:
and what he hath scanted men in hair, he hath
it is

a

ADRIANA and LUGIANA
ADRIANA
and frown:
Antipholus, look strange

other mistress hath thy sweet aspects;
thy wife.
The time was once when thou unurgcd wouldst vow
That never words were music to thine ear,
That never object pleasing in thine eye,
That never touch well welcome to thy hand,
That never meat sweet-savour'd in thy taste,
Unless I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or carved to
I

S.

Why is Time

many

wafts us yonder?

Some

S.

Yes, to pay a fine for a periwig,
hair of another man.

DROMIO

who

S.

conclusion:

Enter

May he not do it by fine and recovery?

there's

soft!

to recover his hair that

DROMIO

himself is bald, and therefore
have bald followers.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

ANTIPHOLUS

will

knew 'twould be a bald

But,

There's no time for a
grows bald by nature.

no

is

all things.

to the world's
I

S.

it.

DROMIO

Why, but

S.

that he spends

DROMIO s.
to recover
Marry, and I did, sir; namely, no time
hair lost by nature.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
But your reason was not substantial, why there is
no time to recover.
DROMIO S.

Thus

s.

by a rule as plain as the plain bald pate
ANTIPHOLUS

Because

You would

Time himself.

Let's hear

money

the other, that at dinner they should not drop in his

for all things.

By what

to save the

porridge.

ANTIPHOLUS
sir,

S.

Name them.

dry basting.

the wit to lose his

O, how comes
from thyself?
being strange to me,

How comes it now, my husband,
That thou

it,

art then estranged

Thyself I call it,
That, undividable, incorporate,
better than thy dear selfs better part.
Ah, do not tear away thyself from me!

Am

For know,

S.

Not a man of those but he hath

my love,

as easy

mayst thou

fall

A drop of water in the breaking gulf,
And

hair.

ANTIPHOLUS

Why, thou

S.

didst conclude hairy

men

plain dealers

without wit.

DROMIO

The

s.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

reason?

Marry,

S.

falsing.

DROMIO

DROMIO s.
Lest it make you choleric, and purchase me another

I

91-137

Certain ones, then.

sir,

Well,

a thing

sure, in

Nay, not

s.

DROMIO

Your

ii,

s.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

Basting.

If it be,

II,

Sure ones, then.

have.

what's that?

DROMIO

Well,

ACT

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

-go

ii.

S.

plainer dealer, the sooner lost: yet he loseth

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

DROMIO s.
For two; and sound ones too.
ANTIPHOLUS

S.

For what reason?

I

And

that this body, consecrate to thee,

By ruffian

in a kind of jollity.

Nay, not sound,

it

take unmingled thence that drop again,
Without addition or diminishing,
As take from me thyself, and not me too.
How dearly would it touch thee to the quick,
Shouldst thou but hear I were licentious,

pray you.

lust

should be contaminate!

spit at me and spurn at me,
And hurl the name of husband in my face,
And tear the stain' d skin off my harlot-brow,
And from my false hand cut the wedding-ring,
And break it with a deep-divorcing vow?

Wouldst thou not

I

know thou

canst;

and

therefore see thou

do

it.

ACT
I

II,

ii,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

138-184

am possess'd with

My blood

an adulterate

blot;

mingled with the crime of lust;
For if we two be one, and thou play false,
I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
Being strumpeted by thy contagion.
Keep, then, fair league and truce with thy true bed;
I live distain'd, thou undishonoured.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Plead you to me, fair dame? I know you not:
In Ephesus I am but two hours old,
As strange unto your town as to your talk;
is

Who, every word by
Wants wit

in all one

Fie, brother!

how

all

my wit being scann'd.

word

to

understand.

LUCIANA
the world is changed with you!

When

were you wont to use my sister thus?
She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
By Dromio?
DROMIO s.

ACT

O,

my beads!

for

This

is

I

cross

the fairy land:

ANTIPHOLUS
with this gentlewoman?
What is the course and drift of your compact?
DROMIO s.
I, sir? I never saw her till this time.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Villain, thou liest; for even her very words
Didst thou deliver to me on the mart.
DROMIO s.
I never spake with her in all my life.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
How can she thus then call us by our names?
Unless it be by inspiration.
ADRIANA
How ill agrees it with your gravity
To counterfeit thus grossly with your slave,
Abetting him to thwart me in my mood!
Be it my wrong you are from me exempt,
But wrong not that wrong with a more contempt.
S.

Did you converse,

Gome,

sir,

I will fasten

on

this sleeve

Makes me with thy

strength to communicate:
If aught possess thee from me, it is dross,

Usurping

Who,

sinner.

and

not?
thyself, and answer'st
Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, thou
DROMIO s.

Why pratest thou to
I

am

transformed, master,

am

sot!

not I?

ANTIPHOLUS S.
I think thou art in mind, and so am I.
DROMIO s.
Nay, master, both in mind and in my shape.
ANTIPHOLUS S.

Thou hast

thine

own

form,

DROMIO s.
No,
LUCIANA
If thou art

changed

to aught,

I

am an ape.

'tis

to

an

ass.

DROMIO S.
me, and I long

5

for grass.
Tis true; she rides
Tis so, I am an ass; else it could never be
But I should know her as well as she knows me.
5

ADRIANA
Come, come, no longer will I be a fool,
To put the finger in the eye and weep,
Whilst man and master laughs my woes to scorn.
Come, sir, to dinner. Dromio, keep the gate.
Husband, I'll dine above with you to-day,
And shrive you of a thousand idle pranks.
Sirrah, if any ask you for your master,
Say he dines forth, and let no creature enter.
Come, sister. Dromio, play the porter well.
ANTIPHOLUS

S.

Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell?
Sleeping or waking?

Known

mad or well-advised?

unto these, and

to myself disguised!
say as they say, and persever so,
And in this mist at all adventures go.
I'll

DROMIO

s.

Master, shall I be porter at the gate?

ADRIANA
Ay; and

let

none

break your pate.
LUCIANA

enter, lest I

Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too

want of pruning, with intrusion
and live on thy confusion.

ACT

S.

SCENE

she speaks; she moves me for her theme:
What, was I married to her in my dream?
Or sleep I now, and think I hear all this?
What error drives our eyes and ears amiss?

know this sure uncertainty,
entertain the offer'd fallacy.

blue.

LUCIANA

To me

I.

late.

[Exeunt

III

E.
Before the house of ANTIPHOLUS

Enter ANTIPHOLUS

E.,

DROMIO

E.,

ANGELO,

and BALTHAZAR

Until I
I'll

me for a

talk with goblins, owls, and sprites:
obey them not, this will ensue,
They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black

Infect thy sap,

ANTIPHOLUS

i

O spite of spites!

ivy, brier, or idle moss;

all for

i,

If we

of thine:

Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine,
Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state,

185111,

We

ADRIANA
thee; and this thou didst return from him,
That he did buffet thee, and, in his blows,
Denied my house for his, me for his wife.

ii,

LUCIANA
Dromio, go bid the servants spread for dinner.
DROMIO s.

Byrne?

By

II,

Good
165]

ANTIPHOLUS E.
you must excuse us

Signior Angelo,

all;

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III,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

2-33

i,

I linger'd

such

with you at your shop

When

To see the making of her carcanet,
And that to-morrow you will bring it home.
But here's a villain that would face me down
He met me on the mart, and that I beat him.
And charged him with a thousand marks in gold,
And that I did deny my wife and house,
Thou

drunkard, thou, what, didst thou

.

.

By

is

made our

you what

I

[Within] Let

Who

.

.

.

sir; I'll tell

when you may

DROMIO E.
Marry, so it doth appear
suffer, and the blows I bear.

that Deepest

The

DROMIO

and

my name

E.

thou hast stolen both mine

office

and my

The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle blame.
If thou hadst been Dromio to-day in my place,
Thou wouldst have changed thy face for a name, or
thy name for an ass.

and your welcome

LUCE

ANTIPHOLUS E.
O, Signior Balthazar, either at flesh or fish,
A table full of welcome makes scarce one dainty

[Within]

What a

coil

is

there,

Dromio?

Who

are

those at the gate!

DROMIO

dish.

Let

BALTHAZAR
is common: that every churl affords.

my master in,

E.

Luce.

LUCE

E.

[Within] 'Faith, no;

for that's nothing

sir,

name!

dear.

And so

but

tell

words.

your master,
DROMIO

he comes too

late;

E.

O Lord, I must laugh!

BALTHAZAR
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry

Have

at

you with a proverb;

Shall I set in

my

staff?

feast.

ANTIPHOLUS E.
Ay, to a niggardly host and more sparing guest:
But though my cates be mean, take them in good
part;
Better cheer

[Within]

soft!

Have

can you

have, but not with better

LUCE
you with another;

[Within] If thy

my door is lock'd. Go bid them let us in.

Bridget, Marian, Cicely, Gillian, Ginn!

DROMIO

Mome,

[Within] I

S.

him

down

ANTIPHOLUS E.
minion? you'll let us
LUCE
thought to have ask'd you.

DROMIO

at the

So,
[

166

]

Luce, thou

well.

in, I

hope?

s.

[Within]
sit

When?

s.

calPd Luce,

DROMIO

malt-horse, capon, coxcomb, idiot,

patch!
Either get thee from the door, or
hatch.

name be

Do you hear, you

E.

that's,

tell?

hast answer'd

DROMIO

[Within]

at

DROMIO

may you

heart.

Maud,

s.

porter for this time,

Dromio.

O villain,

BALTHAZAR

And welcome more common;

E.

me out from the house I

DROMIO
[Within]

here.

ANTIPHOLUS

tell

owe?

is

sir,

you'll

.

ANTIPHOLUS

What art thou

ANTIPHOLUS E.
You're sad, Signior Balthazar: pray God our cheer
May answer my good will and your good welcome

But,

you when, an

ANTIPHOLUS E.
I have not dined to-day.
DROMIO S.
here you must not; come again
[Within]
J Nor to-day
L

-

Good meat,

E.

my dinner:

Wherefore? for

think.

E.

sir,

lest

me wherefore.

ass.

hold your dainties cheap,

s.

open the door!

talks within there? ho,

[Within] Right,

should kick, being kick'd; and, being at that pass,
You would keep from my heels, and beware of an

I

My master stays in

him walk from whence he came,

I

ass

get thee from the

E.

porter?

DROMIO

mean by

,

the wrongs I

Go

the street.

E.

ANTIPHOLUS
,

think thou art an

one too many?

DROMIO

were ink

T
I

is

he catch cold on's feet.
ANTIPHOLUS

tell

34-57

store,

one

What patch

Say what you will, sir, but I know what I know;
That you beat me at the mart, I have your hand to
S h ^.
If the skin were parchment, and the blows you gave

Your own handwriting would

i,

door.

this?

DROMIO

III,

Dost thou conjure for wenches, that thou call'st for

My wife is shrewish when I keep not hours:
Say that

ACT

And you said

no.

E.

come, help: well struck! there was blow for blow.

ACT

III,

i,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

58-78
ANTIPHOLUS

Thou

DROMIO

E.

me in.

let

baggage,

Can you
DROMIO E.
Master, knock the door hard,
LUGE
[Within] Let

tell

for

till it

By my

[Within]
1

unru In
y oy

Are you
_ T 7.

.

.

and a pair of *tuwva
stocks

-,

teatner:

in

.

a crow ne ip us in sirran we

if

^

c
wife,
.

Your

[Within]

your town

is

troubled with

you might have come before.
ADRIANA
sir knave! go get you from the

or<

DROMIO E.
you went in pain, master, this knave would go

.

.

If

sore

*

ANGELO
.

Here

is

have

lain

.

.

neither cheer,

sir,

we would

nor welcome:

either.

BALTHAZAR

1t

.

In debating which was

best,

we

shall part

with

neither.

DROMIO

_.

E.

_

They stand

at the door, master; bid

them welcome

ANTIPHOLUS

'

E.

.

m

is

11

pluck a crow to-

.

gone; fetch

&

BALTHAZAR
P atience sir: 9' et il not be s
g
J
t
Herein
you war against your reputation,
And draw within the compass of suspect
ave

!

>

.

Her sober

and modesty,
cause to you unknown;
And doubt not, sir, but she will well excuse
at
tj me t k e doors are made against you.
Be ruled by me: de p art in pat i e nce,
And let us to the Tiger all to dinner;
alone
And about evening& come yourself
7
To know the reaso n of this strange res traint.
If by gtrong hand you offer to break in
Now in the stirring passage of the day,
vulgar comment will be made of it,
nd at SUpp Osed by the common rout
virtue, years,

plead on her

par1;

^

ome

^ ^

A
^

^

Against your yet ungalled estimation,
That may with foul mtrusion enter in?
ncj dwen U p on yOUr grave when you are dead;

^

hither.

There

n

,

ANTIPHOLUS E.
me an iron crow.

'

all this

^^^^ ^

.

there, wife?

n ,r

.

troth,

s.

.

f>

that,

that at the 'door that keeps

is

let

'

beat the door down.

if I

DROMIO

ADRIANA

Who

pray thee,

Ay, when fowls have no feathers, and fish
have no fin.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Well > ri1 break in: S borrow me a crow
DR MI E
_
.,
c w without feather? Master mean you so?,
For a fish without a fin, there s a fowl without a
.

the town?
[Within]
noise?

I

-

ache

E.

TTO _
JLUdc>

What needs all

Within]

79-124

[Within]

T

I

i,

E,

out upon thee!'

whose sake?

him knock

ANTIPHOLUS
minion,

c

III,

me in.

[Within]

this,

much

Here's too

LUCE

You'll cry for

ACT

something in the wind, that we cannot get

-

DROMIO

You^would say
"^ n
Your cake here

so,

master,

E.
if

your garments were

-

is

warm

within;

you stand here

in

the cold:

would make a man mad as a buck, to be so
bought and sold.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Go fetch me something: I'll break ope the gate.
DROMIO s.
[Within] Break any breaking here, and I'll break
It

your knave's pate.

DROMIO

E.

A man may break a word with you, sir;

and words

are but wind;

Ay, and break
hind

it

in your face, so he break

DROMIO

it

not be-

^^

pretty and
There

will

^^

wild? and yetj toOj gentle:
dine. This woman that I mean,

we

My wife_b u

t,

I protest,

without desert-

H atn oftentimes upbraided me withal:

To h er

^

we

to

d inner [To ANGELO] Get yOU
.

home,

And fetch the

chain;

by

this I

know 'tis made:

Bring it, I pray you, to the Porpentine;
For there's the house: that chain will I bestow
Be it for nothing but to spite my wife

Upon mine

hostess there:

Since mine

own

I'll

I'll

s.

[Within] It seems thou want'st breaking: out
thee, hind!

For s i an d e r lives upon succession,
For eyer housed where it gets possession.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
You have prevail'd: I will depart in quiet,
mean to be meny4
Andj in despite of
I know a wench of excellent discourse,

upon

Do

good

sir,

make

haste.

doors refuse to entertain me,

knock elsewhere,

to see if they'll disdain

ANGELO
place some hour hence.

me.

meet you at that
ANTIPHOLUS E.
so. This jest shall cost me some expense. [Exeunt

ACT

III,

ii,

SCENE

II.

The same

Enter LUCIANA, with ANTIPHOLUS

s.

LUCIANA
And may it be that you have quite forgot
A husband's office? shall, Antipholus,
in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot?
Shall love, in building, grow so ruinous?
If you did wed my sister for her wealth,
Then for her wealth's sake use her with more

Even

if

you

false

ANTIPHOLUS

it

ness:

As good

Thy sister's

own attaint?
simple thief brags of his
'Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed,
And let her read it in thy looks at board:

LUCIANA

us but believe,
love us;
Being compact of credit, that you
others have the arm, show us the sleeve;

and you may move
you in again;

We in your motion turn,

us.

Then, gentle brother, get
Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife
'Tis holy sport, to be a little vain,

No;
is

thyself,

mine own

eye's clear eye,

All this

better part,
dear heart's dearer heart,

self's

my

my sister is,

or else should be.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

Call thyself sister, sweet, for I am thee,
Thee will I love, and with thee lead my

Thou
Give

hast no

husband

yet,

nor

I

no

life:

wife.

me thy hand.

hold you still:
[Exit
good will.
Enter DROMIO s.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Why, how now, Dromio! where runn'st thou so fast?
DROMIO s.
Do you know me, sir? am I Dromio? am I your

O,

I'll

S.

what your name is else, I know not
Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine,

show

Less in your knowledge and your grace you

not

Than our earth's wonder; more than earth divine.
Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthly-gross conceit,
errors, feeble, shallow,

weak,^
folded meaning of your words' deceit.
labour
truth
you
why
Against my soul's pure
To make it wander in an unknown field?
Are you a god? would you create me new?

S.

LUCIANA
strife.

conquers

Sweet mistress,

Smother'd in

my sister.

LUCIANA

women! make

ANTIPHOLUS

so.

S.

hope's aim,
My food, my fortune, and my sweet
My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim.

well managed;
deeds are doubled with an evil word.

When the sweet breath of flattery

my sister

ANTIPHOLUS

Mine

Shame hath a bastard fame,

Though

night.

sister.

That's

It

What

Alas, poor

call

ANTIPHOLUS

what need she be acquainted?

secret-false:

on

LUCIANA

Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger;
Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted;
Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint;

111

53-86

S.

to wink, sweet love, as look

Why call you me love?

my sister read it in your eye;
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator;
Look sweet, speak fair, become disloyalty;

Let not

Be

ii,

sight.

do

by stealth;
love with some show of blind

like elsewhere,

Muffle your

III,

LUCIANA
so?
What, are you mad, that you do reason
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Not mad, but mated; how, I do not know.
LUCIANA
It is a fault that springeth from your eye.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being by.
LUCIANA
Gaze where you should, and that will clear your

kindness:

Or

ACT

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

1-52

The

fetch

my sister,

soft, sir!

to get her

man? am

I myself?

Thou

ANTIPHOLUS S.
Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thy

art

self.

DROMIO

1

Transform me, then, and to your power I'll yield.
But if that I am I, then well I know
Your weeping sister is no wife of mine,
Nor to her bed no homage do I owe:
Far more, far more to you do I decline.
O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,

I

am an ass,

To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears:
dote:
Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will
Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs,
And as a bed I'll take them, and there lie;
And, in that glorious supposition, think
He gains by death that hath such means to die:
Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink!

s.

am a woman's man, and besides my

self.

ANTIPHOLUS

What woman's man? and how

_

_

I

DROMIO

S.

besides thyself?

s.

Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman;
one that claims me, one that haunts me, one that
will have me.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
What claim lays she to thee?
DROMIO s.
Marry, sir, such claim as you would lay to your
horse; and she would have me as a beast: not that,
I being a beast, she would have me; but that she,
being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me.

168]

ACT

III,

ii,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

87-125
ANTIPHOLUS

What is

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

she?

DROMIO

DROMIO

S.

not speak of, without he say Sir-reverence. I have
but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a won
drous fat marriage.

ANTIPHOLUS
dost thou

mean

s.

she's the kitchen- wench,

and all grease;
and I know not what use to put her to, but to make
a lamp of her, and run from her by her own light.
I warrant, her rags, and the tallow in them, will
burn a Poland winter: if she lives till doomsday,
she'll burn a week longer than the whole world.
Marry,

sir,

ANTIPHOLUS

What complexion is she

S.

of?

DROMIO

s.

Swart, like my shoe, but her face nothing like so
clean kept: for why she sweats; a man may go over
shoes in the grime of it.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

That's a fault that water will mend.

DROMIO
No,

sir, 'tis

it.

S.

DROMIO s.
but her name and three

quarters, that's

s.

No

longer from head to foot than from hip to hip:
she is spherical, like a globe; I could find out coun
tries in her.

ANTIPHOLUS S.
In what part of her body stands Ireland?

Marry,

sir,

DROMIO

s.

in her buttocks:

I

found

it

out by the

bogs.

ANTIPHOLUS

S.

Where Scotland?
DROMIO S.
found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of
the hand.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
Where France?
DROMIO s.
In her forehead; armed and reverted, making war
against her heir.
ANTIPHOLUS S.

Where England?
DROMIO

it

s.

not; but I felt

Where America,

it

hot in her breath.

S.

the Indies?

DROMIO

s.

nose, all o'er embellished with
rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich
aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole
armadoes of caracks to be ballast at her nose.
sir,

upon her

ANTIPHOLUS

Where stood

S.

Belgia, the Netherlands?

DROMIO

s.

did not look so low. To conclude, this
drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me; called me
Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what
privy marks I had about me, as, the mark of my
shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on
my left arm, that I, amazed, ran from her as a
witch:
And, I think, if my breast had not been made of
faith, and my heart of steel,
She had transform'd me to a curtal dog, and made
me turn i' the wheel.

Oh,

I

sir,

ANTIPHOLUS

Go

S.

hie thee presently, post to the road:
if the wind blow any way from shore,

not harbour in this town to-night:
If any bark put forth, come to the mart,
Where I will walk till thou return to me.
If every one knows us, and we know none,

and be gone.
DROMIO s.
As from a bear a man would run for life,
So fly I from her that would be my wife.
[Exit
ANTIPHOLUS

call me husband, even my soul
a wife abhor. But her fair sister,
Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace,
Of such enchanting presence and discourse,
Hath almost made me traitor to myself:
But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,
I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song.

She that doth

Doth

for

Enter

ANGELO with
ANGELO

the chain

Master Antipholus,
ANTIPHOLUS
Ay,

that's

S.

my name.

ANGELO

know it

well, sir: lo, here is the chain.
thought to have ta'en you at the Porpentine:
The chain unfmish'd made me stay thus long.
I

I

S.

looked for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no
whiteness in them; but I guess it stood in her chin,
by the salt rheum that ran between France and it.

S.

There's none but witches do inhabit here;
And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence.

I

I

S.

'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack,

S.

she bears some breadth?

DROMIO

126-166

I will

an
not measure her from

ANTIPHOLUS

Then

saw

ANTIPHOLUS

An

What's her name?

ell and three quarters, will
hip to hip.

ii,

s.

in grain; Noah's flood could not do

ANTIPHOLUS

Nell, sir;

'Faith, I

Oh,

S.

a fat marriage?

DROMIO

III,

Where Spain?

A very reverent body; ay, such a one as a man may

How

ACT

What

is

your

ANTIPHOLUS S.
do with

will that I shall

this?

ANGELO

What please
69]

yourself, sir: I

have made

it

for you,

ACT

III,

ii,

167

IV,

i,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

24

ANTIPHOLUS

Made It for me
Not

sir! I

bespoke

not.

ANGELO

ANGELO

once, nor twice, but twenty times you have.
home with it, and please your wife withal;

Saving your merry humour, here's the note
How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat,

Go
And soon at supper-time I'll
And then receive my money

visit

you,

for the chain.

ANTIPHOLUS S.
pray you, sir, receive the money now,
For fear you ne'er see chain nor money more.
ANGELO
You are a merry man, sir: fare you well.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
I

What

should think of this,

I

I

cannot

tell:

man

I see

a

man here needs

not

live

by

The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion,
Which doth amount to three odd ducats more
Than I stand debted to this gentleman:
I pray you, see him presently discharged,
For he is bound to see, and stays but for it.
ANTIPHOLUS

[Exit

is so vain
this I think, there's no
That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain.

But

shifts,

ANGELO

in the streets he meets such golden gifts.
to the mart, and there for Dromio stay:

If any ship put out, then straight away.

Then you
[Exit

ACT IV
SCENE
Enter SECOND

I.

A public place

MERCHANT, ANGELO, and an OFFICER
SECOND MERCHANT

You know since Pentecost the sum is due,
And since I have not much importuned you;
Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
To Persia, and want guilders for my voyage:
Therefore

make present

satisfaction,

Or I'll attach you by this

officer.

ANGELO
Even just the sum that I do owe to you
Is growing to me by Antipholus;
And in the instant that I met with you
He had of me a chain: at five o'clock

money for the same.
Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house,
I will discharge my bond, and thank you too.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS E. and DROMIO E.from the

I shall receive the

will bring the chain to her yourself?

ANTIPHOLUS E.
No; bear it with you, lest I come not time enough.
ANGELO
Well, sir, I will. Have you the, chain about you?
ANTIPHOLUS E.
And if I have not, sir, I hope you have;
Or else you may return without your money.
ANGELO
Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain:
Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman,
And I, to blame, have held him here too long.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Good Lord! you use this dalliance to excuse
Your breach of promise to the Porpentine.
I should have chid you for not bringing it,
But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
SECOND MERCHANT
The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, dispatch.
ANGELO
You hear how he importunes me; the chain!
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your money.

ANGELO
Come, come, you know I gave
Either send the chain, or send

courtezan's

ANTIPHOLUS

OFFICER

That labour may you

save: see

ANTIPHOLUS

While I go

where he comes.
E.

to the goldsmith's house,

go thou

And buy a rope's end: that will I bestow
Among my wife and her confederates,
For locking me out of my doors by day.
But,

soft! I see

the goldsmith. Get thee gone;

Buy thou a rope, and bring
DROMIO
I

it

home

me.

ANTIPHOLUS

I

buy a

rope. [Exit

you even now.
token.

E.

now you run this humour out of breath.
Come, where's the chain? I pray you, let me
SECOND MERCHANT

see

My business cannot brook this dalliance.
Good
If not,
I

sir,

say whether you'll answer
leave him to the officer.

or no:

ANTIPHOLUS E.
answer you! what should I answer you?

The money

that

ANGELO
you owe me for the chain.
ANTIPHOLUS

I

me

I'll

E.

well holp up that trusts to you:
I promised your presence and the chain;
But neither chain nor goldsmith came to me.
is

it

me by some

Fie,

E.

buy a thousand pound a year:

A man

to

E.

am not furnish'd with

the present money;
Besides, I have some business in the town.
Good signior, take the stranger to my house,
And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof:
Perchance I will be there as soon as you.
I

When
I'll

25-65

i,

Belike you thought our love would last too long,
If it were chain'd together, and therefore came not.

S.

it

ACT IV,

owe you none

You know

I

till I

gave

it

E.

receive the chain.

ANGELO
you half an hour

since.

it.

ACT IV,

i,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

66-109
ANTIPHOLUS

You gave me

E.

none: you wrong

me much

ANGELO

You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
Consider how it stands upon my credit.
SECOND MERCHANT
Well, officer, arrest

him

at

do;

and charge you

prison

till it

i,

iio-ii,

28

come.

[Exeunt SECOND

MERCHANT, ANGELO, OFFICER, and
ANTIPHOLUS E.
DROMIO S.
To Adriana! that is where we dined,
Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband
She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.
:

my suit.

OFFICER
I

officer, to

On,
to say so.

ACT IV,

Thither

name

in the duke's

to

obey

I must, although against my will,
For servants must their masters' minds fulfil. [Exit

me.

ANGELO
This touches me in reputation.
Either consent to pay this sum for me,

Or

I attach

you by

this officer.

ANTIPHOLUS

ANGELO

ADRIANA and LUCIANA
ADRIANA
Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so?
Mightst thou perceive austerely in his eye
in earnest? yea or no?
Look'd he or red or pale, or sad or merrily?
What observation madest thou, in this case,
Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face?

case,

apparently.

OFFICER
I

do

arrest you, sir:

you hear the

ANTIPHOLUS

suit.

First

LUCIANA
he denied you had in him no

ANGELO
have law in Ephesus,
To your notorious shame; I doubt it not.
Enter DROMIO s.,from the bay
DROMIO S.
Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum
That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir,
I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitae.
The ship is in her trim; the merry wind
Blows fair from land: they stay for nought at all
But for their owner, master, and yourself.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
How now! a madman! Why, thou peevish sheep.
What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?
DROMIO s.
Sir, sir, I shall

He meant

he did

me none;

ANTIPHOLUS

Then pleaded

And

told thee to

You sent me
You sent me

a rope,

what purpose and what end.

DROMIO s.
for a rope's end as soon:
to the bay, sir, for a bark.
ANTIPHOLUS E.

debate this matter at more leisure,
teach your ears to list me with more heed.

I will

And
To Adriana,
Give her

villain, hie thee straight:
this key, and tell her, in the desk

That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry
There is a purse of ducats; let her send it:
Tell her I am arrested in the street,
And that shall bail nie: hie thee, slave, be gone!

more

my spite.

I for you.

ADRIANA
And what

That love

I

said he?

LUCIANA
begg'd for you he begg'd of me.

ADRIANA
With what persuasion did he tempt thy love?
LUCIANA
With words that in an honest suit might move,
he did praise

First

my beauty,

then

my speech.

ADRIANA
Didst speak him

fair?

LUCIANA

Have patience,

I beseech.

ADRIANA
I

E.

the

LUCIANA
Then swore he that he was a stranger here.
ADRIANA
And true he swore, though yet forsworn he were.
LUCIANA

A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage.
slave, I sent thee for

right.

ADRIANA

E.

I do obey thee till I give thee bail.
But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear
As all the metal in your shop will answer.

Thou drunken

E.

That he did plead

Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer.
I would not spare my brother in this

me so

The house ^ANTIPHOLUS

II.

Enter

E.

Consent to pay thee that I never had!
Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou darest.

If he should scorn

SCENE

cannot, nor I will not, hold

me

still;

My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
He

deformed, crooked, old, and sere,
worse bodied, shapeless everywhere;
Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind;
Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.
is

Ill-faced,

'

LUCIANA

Who would be jealous, then, of such a one?
No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.
ADRIANA
Ah, but I think 'him better than I say,
And yet would herein others' eyes were worse.
Far from, her nest the lapwing cries away:
My heart prays for him, though my tongue do
curse.

ACT IV,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

29-59

ii,

DROMIO
DROMIO s.

Enter

s.

haste.

6o~iii,

34

way,

to turn back an hour in a day?
LUCIANA with a purse
ADRIANA
Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight;
And bring thy master home immediately.
Gome, sister: I am press'd down with conceit,
[Exeunt
Conceit, my comfort and my injury.

Hath he not reason
Re-enter

LUCIANA

How hast thou lost thy breath?
s.

By running fast.
Where is

ii,

That Time comes stealing on by night and day?
If Time be in debt and theft, and a sergeant in the

Here! go; the desk, the purse! sweet, now, make

DROMIO

ACT IV,

ADRIANA
thy master, Dromio? is he
DROMIO s.

well?

he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell.

No,

A devil in an everlasting garment hath him;
One whose hard heart is button'd up

with

A fiend, a fury, pitiless and rough;
A wolf, nay, worse; a fellow all in buff;
A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one

SCENE

coun

that

of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands;

A hound that runs counter,

and yet draws dry-foot

well;

One

that, before the
to hell.

Judgement, carries poor souls

is

the matter?

DROMIO s.
do not know the matter: he is 'rested on the case.
ADRIANA
What, is he arrested? Tell me at whose suit.
DROMIO S.
I know not at whose suit he is arrested well;
But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can
I

Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the
in his desk?
fetch

it,

sister. [Exit

unknown

LUGIANA] This

I

wonder

at,

to

DROMIO S.
No, no, the bell: 'tis time that I were gone:
It was two ere I left him, and now the clock

I

Time were

in debt!

how

Time

is

worth

Nay,

DROMIO

this?

S.

what Adam dost thou mean?
DROMIO s.

that Adam that kept the Paradise, but that
that keeps the prison: he that goes in the
calf's skin that was killed for the Prodigal; he that
sir,

like

an

evil angel,

ANTIPHOLUS
understand thee not.

DROMIO

strikes

and bid you

S.

s.

'a turns

'tis

sir, that takes pity on decayed men, and
gives them suits of durance; he that sets up his rest
to do more exploits with his mace than a morris-

them; he,

pike.

back

fondly dost thou

ANTIPHOLUS S.
What, thou meanest an officer?
DROMIO s.
Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he that brings
any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that
thinks a man always going to bed, and says, 'God
3

give

S.

you good

a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's
to season.

he's

is

a plain case: he that went, like a basecase of leather; the man, sir, that, when
gentlemen are tired, gives them a sob, and 'rests

reason!
"

S.

ANTIPHOLUS
gold

No? why,
viol, in a

ADRIANA
if

DROMIO

Master, here's the gold you sent me for. What, have
you got the picture of old Adam new-apparelled?

I

never hear.

DROMIO s.
if any hour meet a sergeant,

yes;
for very fear.

As

Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
sorcerers inhabit here.
Enter DROMIO s.

And Lapland

came behind you,

ADRIANA
hours come back! that did

Oh,

me in his shop,
And show'd me silks that he had bought for me,
And therewithal took measure of my body.

forsake your liberty.

one.

The

commodities to buy:

tailor call'd

Adam

the chain?

What,

me

Not

me, should be in debt.
Tell me, was he arrested on a band?
DROMIO s.
Not on a band, but on a stronger thing;
A chain, a chain! Do you not hear it ring?
ADRIANA
he,

offer

money

ADRIANA

Go

me

tender money to me; some invite me;
other give me thanks for kindnesses;

Some
Some
Some

What

I tell.

That

ANTIPHOLUS s.
ANTIPHOLUS S.
There's not a man I meet but doth salute
As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
And every one doth call me by my name.

Even now a

ADRIANA

Why, man, what

A public place

Enter

termands

The passages

III.

steel;

a thief too: have you not heard

ANTIPHOLUS

say,

S.

there rest in your foolery. Is there any
ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone?

Well,

men

rest!

sir,

ACT

IV,

iii,

THE COMEDY OF ERRORS

35-77

DROMIO s.
brought you word an hour since, that
the bark Expedition put forth to-night; and then
were you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry for the

Why,

sir,

I

hoy Delay. Here are

the angels that you sent for to

deliver you.

ANTIPHOLUS

The

fellow

is

distract,

and

so

S.

am

Master,

is

this Mistress

is

My

not.

my

s.

My ring away.

Satan?

ANTIPHOLUS
It

This course

For forty ducats

S.

is

too

I fittest

much

choose;

to lose.

[Exit

the devil.

DROMIO S.