Elean. What fay'ft thou? majefty? I am but grace. Hume. But by the grace of God, and Hume's advice, Your grace's title fhall be multiply'd. Elean. What fay'ft thou, man? haft thou as yet conferr'd With Margery Jordan, the cunning witch: And Roger Bolingbroke the conjurer, And will they undertake to do me good? Hume. This they have promis'd, to fhew your highness A fpirit rais'd from depth of under-ground, That shall make anfwer to fuch questions, As by your grace fhall be propounded him. Elean. It is enough, I'll think upon the queftions, When from St. Albans we do make return, We'll see those things effected to the full. Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man, With thy confederates in this weighty cause. [Exit Eleanor. Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch: And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk ; They (knowing Dame Eleanor's afpiring humour) [Exit: SCENE SCENE changes to an Apartment in the Palace.. Enter three or four Petitioners, Peter the armourer's man I Pet. #M 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 the quill. 2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man, Jefu blefs him! Enter Suffolk, and Queen. 1 Pet. Here a'comes, methinks, and the Queen withTM 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, would'st any thing with me? 1 Pet. I pray, my Lord, pardon me; I took ye for my Lord Protector. Q. Mar. To my Lord Protector? [reading] Are your fupplications to his Lordship? let me fee them; what is thine? 1 Pet. Mine is, and't pleafe your Grace, against John Goodman, my Lord Cardinal's man, for keeping my 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 inclofing the commons of Long Melford. How now, Sir knave? 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 fay, he was rightful heir to the crown? Peter. That my miftrefs was? no, forfooth; my mafter faid, that he was; and that the King was an ufurper. Suf Suf. Who is there ?-Take this fellow in, and fend for his master with a purfuivant, prefently; 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. [Exeunt Petitioners. Q. Mar. My Lord of Suffolk, fay, is this the guife Is this the fashion in the court of England? Suf. Madam, be patient; as I was the cause In England work your grace's full content. Q. Mar. Befide the proud Protector, have we Beauford Th' imperious churchman; Somerfet, Buckingham, And grumbling York; and not the least of these But But can do more in England, than the King. Q. Mar. Not all thefe Lords do vex me half so much, ; Yet must we join with him and with the Lords, 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 Somerset, 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 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 speak. 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 Somerset should 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 his cenfure: these 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 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 mafs of publick treasury. Buck. Thy cruelty in execution Upon offenders hath exceeded law; Q. Mar. Thy fale of offices and towns in France, [She 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-woman: Could I come near your beauty with my nails, I'd fet my ten commandments in your face. K. Henry, Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will. Elean. |