Sal. This Edmond, in the reign of Bolingbroke, Tork. His eldeft fifter, Anne, My mother, being heir unto the crown, By her I claim the kingdom; fhe was heir Succeed before the younger, I am King. 1 War. What plain proceeding is more plain than this. It fails not yet, but flourisheth in thee, Both. Long live our Sov'reign Richard, England's - York. We thank you, Lords: but I am not your King Till I be crown'd; and that my fword be ftain'd With heart-blood of the houfe of Lancaster: And that's not fuddenly to be perform'd, But with advice and filent fecrecy. Do you, as I do, in thefe dang'rous days, Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's infolence, At Beaufort's pride, at Somerfet's ambition, At Buckingham, and all the crew of them; Till they have fnar'd the fhepherd of the flock, That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphry 'Tis that they feek, and they in feeking that Shall feek their deaths, if York can prophecy. C 3 Sal. My Lord, here break we off; we know your mind. War. My heart affures me, that the Earl of Warwick Shall one day make the Duke of York a king. York. And, Nevil, this I do affure myself: Richard fhall live to make the Earl of Warwick SCENE V. Changes to a house near to Smithfield. Sound trumpets. Enter King Henry, Queen, and No bles; the Duchefs, Mother Jordan, Southwel, Hume, and Bolingbrook, under guard. K. Henry. Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, In fight of God and us your guilt is great; The witch in Smithfield fhall be burn'd to ashes, Elean. Welcome is exile, welcome were my death. Glo. The law, thou feeft, hath judg'd thee, Eleanor; I cannot justify whom law condemns." [Exeunt Eleanor, and the others, guarded. Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief. Ah Humphry! this difhonour in thine age Will bring thy head with forrow to the ground. I beseech your Majefty, give me leave to go; Sorrow would folace, and my age would eafe. K. Henry. Stay, Humphry, Duke of Glo'fter; ere Give up thy ftaff; Henry will to himfelf [thou go, Protector be, and God fhall be my hope, My tay, my guide, and lanthorn to my feet. 2. Mar. 2. Mar. I fee no reason why a King of years Should be to be protected like a child : God and King Henry govern England's realm: As e'er thy father Henry made it mine; [Exit Gloucefter. 2. Mar, Why, now is Henry King, and Marg'ret Queen. And Humphry Duke of Glo'fter scarce himself, Suf. Thus droops this lofty pine, and hangs his fprays; 2. Mar. Ay, good my Lord: for purpofely therefore Left I the court, to fee this quarrel try'd. [fir; K. Henry, A' God's name, fee the lifts and all things Here let them end it, and God guard the right! York. I never faw a fellow worse bestead, Or more afraid to fight, than is th' appellant ! The fervant of the armourer, my Lords. SCENE Enter at one door the armourer and his neighbours, drinking to him fo much, that he is drunk; and he enters with a drum before him, and his staff, with a fand-bag faftened to it; and at the other door his man, with a drum and fand-bag, and prentices drinking to him. 1 Neigh. Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of fack; and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well enough. 2 Neigh. And here, neighbour, here's a cup of char neco. 3 Neigh. And here's a pot of good double beer, neighbour; drink, and fear not your man. Arm. Let it come, i' faith, and I'll pledge you all; and a fig for Peter. 1 Pren. Here, Peter, I drink to thee, and be not afraid. 2. Pren. Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy master; fight for the credit of the prentices. Peter. I thank you all; drink and pray for me, I pray you; for I think I have taken my last draught in this world. Here, Robin, if I die, I give thee my apron; and, Will, thou fhalt have my hammer; and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. O Lord, blefs me I pray God; for I am never able to deal with my mafter, he hath learn'd fo much to fence already. Sal. Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows. Sirrah, what's thy name? Peter. Peter, forfooth. Sal. Peter? what more? Sal. Thump? Then fee thou thump thy mafter well, Arm. Mafters, I am come hither, as it were upon my man's inftigation, to prove him a knave, and myself an honeft 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 *As, according to the old laws of du ls, Knights were to fight with the lance and sword; to thofe of infe or rank fought with an ebon ftaff or battoon, to the farther end of which was fixed a ba crammed hard with fand. a down a downright blow, as Bevis of Southampton fell upon Afcapart. Tork. Dispatch: this knave's tongue begins to double. Sound trumpets; alarum to the combatants. [They fight, and Peter Strikes him down. Arm. Hold, Peter, hold; I confefs, I confefs treafon. [Dies. York. 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 O Peter, thou haft prevail'd in right. [prefence? K. Henry. Go, take hence that traitor from our fight, For by his death we do perceive his guilt. And God in justice hath reveal'd to us The truth and innocence of this poor fellow, Which he had thought to murder wrongfully. Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward. SCENE VII. The freet. [Exeunt. Enter Duke Humphry and his men, in mourning cloaks. Glo. Thus fometimes hath the brightest day a cloud; And, after fummer, evermore fucceeds The barren winter with his nipping cold: Serv. Ten, my Lord. Glo. Ten is the hour that was appointed me, With envious looks ftill laughing at thy fhame, death, for defeat. Becaufe by the laws of du.ls, he that was defeated, was exe,uted in confequence of it. Enter |