SECOND PART OF KING HENRY VI. ACT I. SCENE I.-London. A room of state in the palace. Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Enter, on one side, King HENRY, Duke of GLOSTER, SALISBURY, WAR-. WICK, and Cardinal BEAUFORT; on the other, Queen MARGARET, led in by SUFFOLK; YORK, SOMERSET, BUCKINGHAM, and others, following. Suf. As by your high imperial majesty 1 had in charge at my depart for France, As procurator to your excellence, To marry princess Margaret for your grace; So, in the famous ancient city, Tours, In presence of the kings of France and Sicil, The dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretaigne, and Alençon, Seven earls, twelve barons, twenty reverend bishops,~ I have perform'd my task, and was espous'd: And humbly now upon my bended knee, In sight of England and her lordly peers, To your most gracious hands, that are the substance The happiest gift that ever marquess gave, K. Hen. Suffolk, arise.-Welcome, queen Margaret: I can express no kinder sign of love, Than this kind kiss.-O Lord, that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! * If sympathy of love unite our thoughts. Q. Mar. Great king of England, and 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, • With you mine alder-liefest sovereign, K. Hen. 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. All. Long live queen Margaret, England's happiness! Q. Mar. We thank you all. [Flourish. Suf. My lord protector, so it please your grace, Here are the articles of contracted peace, Between our sovereign and the French king Charles, For eighteen months concluded by consent. Glo. [Reads.] Imprimis, It is agreed between the French king, Charles, and William de la Poole, marquess of Suffolk, ambassador for Henry king of England,-that the said Henry shall espouse 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 dutchy of Anjou and the county of Maine, shall be released and delivered to the king her father K. Hen. Uncle, how now? Glo. Pardon me, gracious lord; Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart, And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further. K. Hen. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on. Win. Item,-It is further agreed between them,—that the dutchies 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 dowry. K. Hen. They please us well.-Lord marquess, kneel down; We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk, And girt thee with the sword.- Cousin of York, we here discharge your grace Somerset, Salisbury, and Warwick; We thank you all for this great favour done, Come, let us in; and with all speed provide [Exeunt King, Queen, and Suffolk. 'What! did my brother Henry spend his youth, "In winter's cold, and summer's parching heat, 'Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham, "With all the learned council of the realm, Studied so long, sat in the council-house, How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe 'Been crown'd in Paris, in despite of foes? And shall these labours, and these honours, die? Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance, Defacing monuments of conquer'd France; Undoing all, as all had never been! 'Car. Nephew, what means this passionate discourse? This peroration with such circumstance? For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still. * Glo. 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 dutchies of Anjou and Maine * Unto the poor king Reignier, whose large style * Agrees not with the leanness of his purse. * Sal. Now, by the death of him that died for all, * These counties were the keys of Normandy:— But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son? • War. For grief, that they are past recovery: My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no tears. 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. 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: • To match with her that brings no vantages. * She should have staid in France, and starv'd in France, *Before *Car. My lord of Gloster, now you 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 see thy fury: if I longer stay, |