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And her Attainture will be Humphry's Fall: ? Sort how it will, I fhall have gold for all.
Changes to an Apartment in the Palace.
Enter three or four Petitioners, Peter the Armourer's man being one.
Y mafters, let's ftand clofe; my Lord Protector will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver our fupplications in quill. 2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man, Jefu bless him!
Enter Suffolk, and Queen.
1 Pet. Here a'comes, methinks, and the Queen with him. I'll be the firft, fure.
2 Pet. Come back, fool, this is the Duke of Suffolk, and not my Lord Protector.
Suf. How now, fellow, wouldft any thing with me? 1 Pet. I pray, my Lord, pardon me; I took ye my Lord Protector.
Q. Mar. To my Lord Protector. [reading.] Are your fupplications to his lordship? Let me fee them; what
7 Sort how it will.] Let the iffue be what it will.
In quill.] This is Sir T
1 Pet. Mine is, an't please your Grace, against John Goodman, my Lord Cardinal's man, for keeping house and lands, and wife, and all from me. Suf. Thy wife too? that's fome wrong, indeed. What's yours? what's here? [reads.] Against the Duke of Suffolk, for inclosing the Commons of Long Melford. How now, Sir Knave?
Hanmer's reading, the reft have in the quill.
2 Pet. Alas, Sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole Township.
Suf. [reads.] Against my master, Thomas Horner, for faying, that the Duke of York was rightful heir to the Crown.
Q. Mar. What! did the Duke of York say, he was rightful heir to the Crown?
Peter. That my mafter was? no, forfooth; my mafter said, that he was; and that the King was an ufurper.
Suf. Who is there?-Take this fellow in, and fend for his master with a purfuivant, presently; we'll hear more of your matter before the King.
[Exit Peter guarded. Q. Mar. And as for you, that love to be protected Under the wings of our Protector's Grace, Begin your fuits anew, and fue to him.
[Tears the fupplications. Away, bafe cullions.-Suffolk, let them go. All. Come, let's be gone. [Exeunt Petitioners. Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk, fay, is this the guife? Is this the fashion in the Court of England? Is this the government of Britain's ine? And this the royalty of Albion's King! What! fhall King Henry be a Pupil still, Under the furly Glo'fter's governance? Am I a Queen in title and in ftyle, And must be made a Subject to a Duke? I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours Thou ran'ft a-tilt in honour of my love, And stol'st away the ladies' hearts of France I thought, King Henry had refembled 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;
Are brazen images of canoniz'd faints.
Suf. Madam, be patient; as I was the cause Your Highness came to England, fo will I In England work your Grace's full content. Q. Mar. Befide the proud Protector, have we Beauford
Th'imperious Churchman; Somerset, Buckingham,
Suf. And he of thefe, that can do most of all,
Q. Mar. Not all thefe Lords do vex me half fo much,
As that proud Dame, the Lord Protector's wife;
Till we have brought Duke Humphry in disgrace.
So, one by one, we'll weed them all at laft,
To them enter King Henry, Duke Humphry, Cardinal,
K. Henry. For my part, noble Lords, I care not which.
Or Somerfet, or York.
All's one to me.
York. If York have ill demean'd himself in France, Then let him be deny'd the Regentship.
Som. If Somerfet be unworthy of the place, Let York be Regent, I will yield to him.
War. Whether your Grace be worthy, yea or no,
Car. Ambitious Warwick, let thy Betters speak.
Q. Mar. Because the King, forfooth, will have it so.
To be Protector of his Excellence?
Gio. Madam, I am Protector of the Realm; And, at his pleasure, will refign my place.
That is, the complaint of Peter the armourer's man against his mafter, for faying that York was the rightful king.
+ His cenfure.] Through all thefe plays cenfure is used in an indifferent fenfe, fimply for judgment or opinion.
Suf. Refign it then, and leave thine infolence. Since thou wert King, as who is King, but thou? The Common-wealth hath daily run to wreck. The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the feas, And all the Peers, and Nobles of the Realm, Have been as bond-men to thy fov'reignty. Car. The Commons haft thou rack'd; the Clergy's bags
Are lank and lean with thy extortions.
Som. Thy fumptuous buildings, and thy wife's attire, Have coft a mass of publick treasury.
Buck. Thy cruelty in execution Upon Offenders hath exceeded law And left thee to the mercy of the law.
Q. Mar. Thy fale of offices and towns in France, If they were known, as the fufpect is great, Would make thee quickly hop without thy head. [Exit Glo'fter. The Queen drops her fan. Give me my fan; what, minion? can ye not? [Gives the Dutchefs a box on the ear. I cry you mercy, Madam; was it you? Elean. Was't I? yea, I it was, proud French
Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
K. Henry. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will.
Elean. Against her will?-Good King, look to't in
She'll hamper thee and dandle thee like a baby. Though in this place most Master wears no breeches, She fhall not ftrike Dame Eleanor unreveng'd.
Buck. Lord Cardinal, I'll follow Eleanor, And liften after Humphry, how he proceeds. She's tickled now, her fume can need no fpurs; She'll gallop faft enough to her deftruction.