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Under the furly Glofter's Governance?
Am I a Queen in Title and in Style,
And must be made a Subject to a Duke?
I tell thee, Pool, when in the City Tours
Thou ran'ft a Tilt in Honour of my Love,
And ftol'ft 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 Apoftles,
His Weapons Holy Saws of facred Writ,
His Study is his Tilt-yard, and his Loves
Are brazen Images of Canonized Saints.
I would the College of the Cardinals
Would chufe him Pope, and carry him to Rome,
And fet the Triple Crown upon his Head;
That were a State fit for his Holiness.

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 haughty Protector, have we Beauford,
The imperious Churchman; Somerset, Buckingham,
And grumbling Tork; and not the leaft of thefe,
But can do more in England than the King.

Suf. And he of these that can do most of all,
Cannot do more in England, than the Nevils;
Salisbury and Warwick are no fimple Peers.

Q. Mar. Not all thefe Lords do vex me half fo much,
As that proud Dame, the Lord Protector's Wife:
She fweeps it through the Court with troops of Ladies,
More like an Emprefs, than Duke Humphry's Wife:
Strangers in Court do take her for the Queen;
She bears a Duke's Revenues on her Back,
And in her Heart the fcorns our Poverty:
Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her?
Contemptuous base-born Callot as he is,
She vaunted 'mongst her Minions t'other day,
The very train of her worft wearing Gown
Was better worth than all my Father's Lands,
Till Suffolk gave two Dukedoms for his Daughter.

Suf.

Suf. Madam, my felf have lin'd a bush for her;
And plac'd a Quire of fuch enticing Birds,
That she will light to liften to their Lays,
And never mount to trouble you again.
So let her reft; and, Madam, lift to me,
For I am bold to counsel you in this;
Although we fancy not the Cardinal,

Yet muft we join with him, and with the Lords,
'Till we have brought Duke Humphry in difgrace.
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 laft,
And you your felf fhall fteer the happy Helm.
Enter King Henry, Duke Humphry, Cardinal, Buckingham,
York, Salisbury, Warwick, and the Dutchess.

K. Henry. For my part, Noble Lords, I care not which, Or Somerset, or York, all's one to me.

Tork. If Tork 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,
Difpute not that, York is the worthier.

Car. Ambitious Warwick, let thy Betters fpeak.
War. The Cardinal's not my Better in the Field.
Buck. All in this prefence are thy Betters, Warwick.
War. Warwick may live to be the best of all.

Sal. Peace, Son; and fhew fome reafon, Buckingham,
Why Somerfet fhould be preferr'd in this?

Q.Mar. Because the King forfooth will have it fo.
Glo. Madam, the King is old enough himself

To give this Cenfure: Thefe are no Woman's Matters.
Q. Mar. If he be old enough, what needs your Grace
To be Protector of his Excellence?

Glo. Madam, I am Protector of the Realm,
And at his pleasure will refign my Place.

Suf. Refign it then, and leave thine Infolence.
Since thou wert King, as who is King, but thou?
The Commonwealth hath daily run to wrack,
The Dauphin bath prevail'd beyond the Seas,
And all the Peers and Nobles of the Realm

Have been as Bond-men to thy Sovereignty.

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 Treasure. 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.

Give me my Fan; what, Minion, can ye not?

[Exit Gle.

[She gives the Dutchess a box on the Ear.

I cry you mercy, Madain; was it you?

Elean, Was't I? yea, I it was, proud French-woman:
Could I come near your Beauty with my Nails,

I could fet my Ten Commandments in your Face.
K. Henry. Sweet Aunt, be quiet, 'twas against her Will.
Elean. Againft her Will, good King? look to't in time,
She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a Baby:
Though in this place moft Mafter wears no Breeches,
She fhall not ftrike Dame Eleanor unreveng'd.

Exit Eleanor.

Buck. Lord Cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, And liften after Humphry, how he proceeds; She's tickled now, her Fume can need no fpurs, She'll gallop far enough to her Destruction.

Enter Humphry.

[Exit Buckingham.

Glo. Now, Lords, my Choler being over-blown,
With walking once about the Quadrangle,
I come to talk of Commonwealth Affairs.
As for your fpightful falfe Objections,
Prove them, and I lye open to the Law :
But God in mercy deal fo with my Soul,
As I in Duty love my King and Country.
But to the Matter that we have in hand:
I fay, my Sovereign, York is meetest Man
To be your Regent in the Realm of France.

Suf.

Suf. Before we make Election, give me leave
To thew fome Realon, of no little force,
That York is most unmeet of any Man.

York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet :
First, for I cannot flatter thee in Pride;
Next, if I be appointed for the Place,
My Lord of Samerfet will keep me here,
Without Difcharge, Mony, or Furniture,
'Till France be won into the Dauphin's Hands.
Laft time I danc'd attendance on his Will,
'Till Paris was befieg'd, famith'd and loft.
War. That I can witness, and a fouler Fact
Did never Traitor in the Land commit.
Suf. Peace, head-ftrong Warwick.

War. Image of Pride, why fhould I hold my Peace?
Enter Horner the Armorer, and his Man Peter.
Suf. Becaule here is a Man accus'd of Treafon,

Pray God the Duke of York, excufe himself.

Tork. Doth any one accufe York for a Traitor? K.Henry. What mean'ft thou, Suffolk? tell me, what are these? Suf. Please it your Majefty, this is the Man That doth accufe his Mafter of High Treason: His Words were thefe; That Richard, Duke of York, Was rightful Heir unto the English Crown, And that your Majefty was an Ufurper.

K. Henry. Say, Man, were thefe thy Words?

Arm, And't hall pleafe your Majefty, I never faid nor thought any fuch Matter; God is my witness, I am falfly accus'd by the Villain.

Peter. By thefe ten Bones, my Lords, he did fpeak them. to me in the Garret one Night, as we were fcow'ring my Lord of Tork's Armour.

York. Bafe Dunghil Villain, and Mechanical,

I'll have thy Head for this thy Traitor's Speech:
I do beleech your Royal Majefty,

Let him have all the rigor of the Law.

Arm. Alas, my Lord, hang me if ever I fpake the Words: my Accufer is my Prentice, and when 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 witnefs of this; therefore I beseech your Majefty, do not caft away an honeft Man for a Villain's Accufation. K. Heury.

K. Henry. Uncle, what shall we fay to this in Law?
Glo. This doom, my Lord, if I may Judge:
Let Somerset be Regent o'er the French,
Because in York this breeds fufpicion;
And let these have a Day appointed them
For fingle Combat, in convenient place,
For he hath witnefs of his Servant's Malice:
This is the Law, and this Duke Humphry's doom.
Sam. I humbly thank your Royal Majefty.
Arm. And I accept the Combat willingly.

Peter. Alas, my Lord, I cannot fight; for God's fake pity my Cafe; the spight of my Mafter prevaileth against me. O Lord have mercy upon me, I fhall never be able to fight a blow: O Lord, my Heart.

Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd.

K. Henry. Away with them to Prifon; and the day of Combat, fhall be the laft of the next Month. Come Somerfet, we'll fee them fent away. [Exeunt. Flourish. Enter Mother Jordan, Hume, Southwel, and

Bullingbrook.

Hume. Come, my Mafters, the Dutchefs, I tell you, expects performance of your Promifes.

Bulling. Mafter Hume, we are therefore provided: Will her Ladyship behold and hear our Exorcifms?

Hume. Ay, what else? Fear you not her Courage.

Bulling. I have heard her reported to be a Woman of an invincible Spirit; but it shall be convenient, Master Hum that you be by her aloft, while we be bufie below; and fo, pray you, go in God's Name, and leave us. [Exit Hume. Mother Fordan, be prostrate, and grovel on the Earth; John Southwel, read you, and let us to our work.

Enter Eleanor above.

Elean. Well faid, my Mafters, and welcome to all: To this geer, the fooner the better.

Bulling. Patience, good Lady, Wizards know their times: Deep Night, dark Night, the filent of the Night, The time of Night when Troy was set on Fire, The times when Screech.owls cry, and Ban-dogs howl; When Spirits walk, and Ghofts break up their Graves & That time fits beft the work we have in hand.

Madam,

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