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Andover-joy of heart doth minifter.
K. Henry. Her fight did ravish, but her grace in fpeech,
Her words y-clad with wifdom's majesty,
Q. Mar. We thank you all.
Suf. My Lord protector, fo it pleafe your grace, Here are the articles of contracted Peace, Between our Sovereign and the French King, Charles, For eighteen months concluded by confent.
Glo.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 faid Henry fhall efpaufe the Lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier King of Naples, Sicilia, and Jerufalem, and crown her Queen of England, ere the thirtieth of May next enfuing.
Item, That the Dutchy of Anjou, and the County of Maine, fhall be released and delivered to the King her father. [Lets fall the Paper.
K. Henry. Uncle, how now? Glo. Pardon me, gracious Lord; Some fudden qualm hath ftruck me to the heart, And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further. K. Henry. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on. Win. Item, That the Dutchies of Anjou and Maine fhall be releafed and delivered to the King her father, and fhe fent over of the King of England's own proper coft and charges, without having any dowry.
K. Henry. They pleafe us well. Lord Marquefs, kneel you down;
We here create thee the firft duke of Suffolk,
I'th' parts of France, till term of eighteen months
We thank you for all this great favour done,
[Exeunt King, Queen, and Suffolk, SCENE II.
Manent the reft.
Glo. Brave peers of England, pillars of the ftate, To you Duke Humphry muft 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 fo often lodge in open field,
In winter's cold, and fummer's parching heat,
Razing the characters of your renown,
Car. Nephew, what means this paffionate discourse?
Sal. Now, by the death of him who dy'd for all, These counties were the keys of Normandy. -But wherefore weeps Warwick my valiant fon? War. For grief that they are past recovery. For were there hope to conquer them again, My fword should fhed hot blood, mine eyes no tears. Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both, Those provinces thefe arms of mine did conquer. And are the cities, that I got with wounds, Deliver'd up again with peaceful words? *
York. For Suffolk's Duke, may he be fuffocate, That dims the honour of this warlike ifle! France fhould 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 fums of gold, and dowries with their wives: And our King Henry gives away his own, To match with her that brings no vantages..
Glo. A proper jeft, and never heard before, That Suffolk fhould demand a whole fifteenth, For coft and charges in tranfporting her.
5 This peroration with fuch circumftances? This fpeech crowded with fo many inftances of aggravation.
• The indignation of War
wick is natural, and I wish it had been better expressed; there is a kind of jingle intended in wounds and words.
She fhould have ftaid in France, and starv'd in France, Before
Car. My Lord of Glofter, now ye grow too hot. It was the pleasure of my Lord the King.
Glo. My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind. 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike, But 'tis my presence that doth trouble you. Rancour will out.. Proud prelate, in thy face I fee thy fury; if I longer stay, We shall begin our ancient bickerings. Lordings, farewel; and fay, when I am gone, I prophefy'd, France will be loft ere long. Car. 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, Confider, Lords, he is the next of blood, And heir apparent to the English crown. Had Henry got an empire by his marriage, And all the wealthy kingdoms of the weft, There's reafon he fhould be difpleas'd at it. Look to it, Lords, let not his smoothing words Bewitch your hearts; be wife and circumfpect. What though the common people favour him, Calling him Humphry, the good Duke of Glo❜fter, Clapping their hands and crying with loud voice, Jefu maintain your royal excellence! With, God preferve the good Duke Humphry! I fear me, Lords, for all this flattering glofs, He will be found a dangerous protector.
Buck. Why fhould he then protect our fovereign, He being of age to age to govern of himself? Coufin of Somerset, join you with me,
And all the wealthy king doms of the WEST,] Certainly Shakespeare wrote EAST. WARBURTON. There are wealthy kingdoms
in the Weft as well as in the Eaft, and the Western kingdoms were more likely to be in the thought of the speaker.
And all together with the Duke of Suffolk,
Som. Coufin of Buckingham, though Humphry's pride
Buck. Or Somerset, or I, will be protector. Despight Duke Humphry, or the Cardinal.
[Exeunt Buckingham and Somerfet. Sal. Pride went before, ambition follows him. While thefe do labour for their own preferment, Behoves it us to labour for the realm. I never faw, but Humphry Duke of Glofter Did bear him like a noble gentleman. Oft have I feen the haughty Cardinal More like a foldier, than a man o'th'church, As ftout and proud as he were Lord of all, Swear like a ruffian, and demean himself Unlike the ruler of a common-weal. Warwick my fon, the comfort of my age! Thy deeds, thy plainnefs, and thy house-keeping, Have won the greateft favour of the commons, Excepting none but good Duke Humphry. And brother York, thy acts in Ireland, In bringing them to civil difcipline, Thy late exploits done in the heart of France, When thou wert regent for our fovereign, Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people. Join we together for the public good, In what we can, to bridle and fupprefs The pride of Suffolk, and the Cardinal, With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition; And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphry's deeds, While they do tend the profit of the land.