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Duch. Was't I? yea, I it was, proud French-ll' I do beseech your royal majesty,

Let him have all the rigour of the law. Could I come near your beauty with

Hor. Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake I'd set my ten commandments in your face. the words. My accuser is my prentice; and when K. Hen. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against I did correct him for his fault the other day, he did her will.

vow upon his knees he would be even with me: I Duch. Against her will! Good king, look to't have good witness of this: therefore, I beseech in time;

your majesty, do not cast away an honest man for She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby : | a villain's accusation. * Though in this place most master wear no K. Hen. Uncle, what shall we say to this in law? breeches,

Glo. This doom, my lord, if I may judge. She shall not strike dame Eleanor unreveng'd. · Let Somerset be regent o'er the French,

(Exit Duchess. Because in York this breeds suspicion : * Buck. Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, · And let these have a day appointed them * And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: • For single combat in convenient place; * She's tickled now; her fume can need no spurs,

For he hath witness of his servant's malice : * She'll gallop fast enough to her destruction. • This is the law, and this duke Humphrey's doom.

(Evit Buckingham K. Hen. Then be it so. My lord of Somerset,

We make your grace lord regent o'er the French. Re-enter Gloster.

Som. I humbly thank your royal majesty. * Glo. Now, lords, my choler being over-blown, Hor. And I accept the combat willingly. * With walking once about the quadrangle, Pet. Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; * for God's * I come to talk of commonwealth affairs. * sake, pity my case! the spite of man prevaileth * As for your spiteful false objections,

* against me. 0, Lord have mercy upon me! I * Prove them, and I lie open to the law : * shall never be able to fight a blow: 0 Lord, my * But God in mercy so deal with my soul, * heart! * As I in duty love my king and country!

Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang’d. * But, to the matter that we have in hand :

K. Hen. Away with them to prison: and the day * I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man "Of combat shall be the last of the next month. * To be your regent in the realm of France. * Come, Somerset, we'll see thee sent away. (Exe.

* Suf. Before we make election, give me leave SCENE IV.The same. The duke of Gloster's To show some reason, of no little force, That York is most unmeet of any man.

Garden. Enter Margery Jourdain, Hume, • York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet.

Southwell, and Bolingbroke. • First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride;

* Hume. Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell * Next, if I be appointed for the place,

you, expects performance of your promises. * My lord of Somerset will keep me here,

* Boling. Master Hume, we are therefore pro* Without discharge, money, or furniture, * vided : Will her ladyship behold and hear our * Till France be won into the dauphin's hands. * exorcisms ?2 * Last time, I danc'd attendance on his will, * Hume. Ay; What else? fear you not her * Till Paris was besieg'd, famish'd, and lost. courage.

* War. That I can witness; and a fouler fact * Boling. I have heard her reported to be a * Did never traitor in the land commit.

woman of an invincible spirit: But it shall be Suff. Peace, headstrong Warwick!

* convenient, master Hume, that you be by her aloft, War. Image of pride, why should I hold my * while we be busy below; and so, I pray you, go peace?

* in God's name, and leave us. [Èxit Hume.) Enter Servants of Suffolk, bringing in Horner | the earth :-* John Southwell, read you; and let

* Mother Jourdain, be you prostrate, and grovel on and Peter.

* us to our work. Suff. Because here is a man accus'd of treason : Pray God, the duke of York excuse himself!

Enter Duchess, above. * York. Doth any one accuse York for a traitor? * Duch. Well said, my masters; and welcome * K. Hen. What mean'st thou, Suffolk? tell me: * all. To this geer;the sooner the better. What are these?

* Boling. Patience, good lady; wizards know Suff. Please it your majesty, this is the man

their times • That doth accuse his master of high treason: Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, * His words were these ;-that Richard, duke of • The time of night when Troy was set on fire ; York,

• The time when screech-owls cry,

and ban-dogs • Was rightful heir unto the English crown;

howl, And that your majesty was an usurper.

"And spirits walk, and ghosts break up their graves, K. Hen. Say, man, were these thy words ? That time best fits the work we have in hand. Hor. An't shall please your majesty, I never||· Madam, sit you, and fear not; whom we raise, said nor thought any such matter: God is my wit- . We will make fast within a hallow'd verge. ness, I am falsely accused by the villain. Pet

. By these ten bones, my lords, (Holding||[Here they perform the ceremonies appertaining, up his hands.) he did speak them to me in the

and make the circle ; Bolingbroke, or Southwell, .garret one night as we were scouring my lord of

reads, Conjuro te, &c. It thunders and lightens • York's armour.

terribly; then the Spirit riseth. * York. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical, * Spir. Adsum. * I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech :- * M. Jourd. Asmath,

* By the eternal God, whose name and power (1) The marks of her fingers and thumbs. * Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask ;

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Enter a Servant. hence.

• Invite my lords of Salisbury, and Warwick, * Spir. Ask what thou wilt:- That I had said. To sup with me to-morrow night.-Away! (Exe.

and done! Boling. First, of the king. What shall of him

become? [Reading out of a paper. Spir. The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose;

ACT II. But him outlive, and die a violent death.

SCENE I.-Saint Albans. Enter King Henry, (As the Spirit speaks, Southwell writes the answer.

Queen Margaret, Gloster, Cardinal, and SufBoling. What fate awaits the duke of Suffolk ?

folk, with Falconers hollaing. Spir. By water shall he die, and take his end. Boling. What shall befall the duke of Somerset? Q. Mar. Believe me, lords, for flying at the Spir. Let him shun castles ;

brook,2 Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains, • I saw not better sport these seven years' day : Than where castles mounted stand.

· Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high; • Have done, for more I hardly can endure. And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out. Boling. Descend to darkness, and the burning K. Hen. But what a point, my lord, your fallake :

con made, • False fiend, avoid !

• And what a pitch she flew above the rest! (Thunder and lightning. Spirit descends. To see how God in all his creatures works!

* Yea, man and birds, are fain3 of climbing high. Enter York and Buckingham, hastily, with their

Suff. No marvel, an it like your majesty, guards, and others.

My lord protector's hawks do tower so well; • York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and their. They know their master loves to be aloft, trash.

* And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. • Beldame, I think, we watch'd you at an inch.- * Glo. My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind • What, madam, are you there? the king and com- • That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. monweal

Car. I thought as much; he'd be above the • Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains;

clouds. My lord protector will, I doubt it not,

· Glo. Ay, my lord cardinal; How think you by • See you well guerdon'di for these good deserts.

that? * Duch. Not half so bad as thine to England's Were it not good, your grace could fly to heaven? king,

* K. Hen. The treasury of everlasting joy! * Injurious duke; that threat'st where is no cause. • Car. Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and * Buck. True, madam, none at all. What call

thoughts (Showing her the papers. • Beat on a crown,4 the treasure of thy heart; • Away with them; let them be clapp'd up close, Pernicious protector, dangerous peer, . And kept asunder:-You, madam, shall with us:- That smooth'st it so with king and commonweal! · Stafford, take her to thee. (Ex. Duch. from above. Glo. What, cardinal, is your priesthood growo • We'll see your trinkets here all forth-coming;

peremptory? All.-Away!

* Tantæne animis cælestibus iræ? (Exeunt guards, with South. Boling. &c. Churchmen so hot? good uncle, hide such malice; * York. Lord Buckingham, methinks, you. With such holiness can you do it? watch'd her well:

Suff. No malice, sir; no more than well be* A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon! Now, pray my lord, let's see the devil's writ. • So good a quarrel, and so bad a peer. What have we here?

(Reads. Glo. As who, my lord? The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose ; Suff

Why, as you, my lord; But him outlive, and die a violent death.

An't like your lordly lord-protectorship. * Why, this is just.

Glo. Why, Suffolk, England knows thine inso* Aio te, Æacida, Romanos vincere posse.

lence. Well, to the rest :

Q. Mar. And thy ambition, Gloster. Tell me, what fate awaits the duke of Suffolk ? K. Hen.

I pr’ythee, peace, By water shall he die, and take his end. - Good queen; and whet not on these furious peers, What shall betide the duke of Somerset? For blessed are the peace-makers on earth. Let him shun castles,

Car. Let me be blessed for the peace I make, Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains,

Against this proud protector, with my

sword! Than where castles mounted stand.

Glo. 'Faith, holy uncle, 'would 'twere come to * Come, come, my lords ;


(Aside to the Cardinal. * These oracles are hardily attain'd,

Car. Marry, when thou dar’st. (Aside. * And hardly understood.

. Glo. Make up no factious numbers for the now in progress toward Saint Albans,

matter, • With him, the husband of this lovely lady; • In thine own person answer thy abuse. (Aside. • Thither go these news, as fast as horse can carry • Car. Ay, where thou dar’st not peep: an if thou them;

darist, • A sorry breakfast for my lord protector. * This evening, on the east side of the grove. (.Aside. Buck. Your grace shall give me leave, my lord ·K. Hen. How now, my lords?


Believe me, cousin Gloster, To be the post, in hope of his reward.

· Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly, York. At your pleasure, my good lord.—Who's. We had had more sport.--Come with thy two• within there, ho!"

hand sword.

(Aside to Gloster. (1) Rewarded.

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Glo. True, uncle.

* Myself have heard a voice to call him so. Car. Are you advis’d?—the east side of the grove? Car. What, art thou lame? Glo. Cardinal, I am with you. Aside. Simp.

Ay, God Almighty help me! K. Hen. Why, how now, uncle Gloster ?

Suff. How cam'st thou so? Glo. Talking of hawking; nothing else, my Simp.

A fall off of a tree. lord.

Wife. A plum-tree, master. Now, by God's mother, priest, I'll shave your crown Glo.

How long hast thou been blind ? for this,

Simp. born so, master. * Or all my fencel shall fail.


What, and would'st climb a tree? * Car. Medice, teipsum;

Simp. But that in all my life, when I was a youth. Protector, see to't well, protect yourself. fAside. * Wife. Too true; and bought his climbing very K. Hen. The winds grow high; so do your

dear. stomachs, lords.

* Glo. 'Mass, thou lov’dst plums well, that * How irksome is this music to

would'st venture so. * When such strings jar, what hope of harmony? • Simp. Alas, good master, my

wife desir'd so * I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife.


* And made me climb, with danger of my life. Enter an Inhabitant of Saint Albans, crying, * Glo. A subtle knave! but yet it shall not A miracle!

* Let me see thine eyes :-wink now; now open Glo. What means this noise ? Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim? Inhab. A miracle! a miracle!

' In my opinion yet thou see'st not well. Suff. Come to the king, and tell him what

Simp. Yes, master, clear as day; I thank God,

and Saint Alban. miracle. Inhab. Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's

Glo. Say'st thou me so? What colour is this

'clo of? shrine, Within this half hour, hath receiv'd his sight;

Simp. Red, master; red as blood. A man, that ne'er saw in his life before.

Glo. Why, that's well said : What colour is my *K. Hen. Now, God be prais'd! that to believing souls

Simp. Black, forsooth; coal-black, as jet. •Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair !

K. Hen. Why then, thou know'st what colour

jet is of? Enter the Mayor of Saint Albans, and his breth- Suff. Ånd yet, I think, jet did he never see.

ren; and Simpcox, borne between two persons Glo. But cloaks and gowns, before this day, a in a chair; his Wife, and a great multitude,

many. following:

* Wife. Never before this day, in all his life. Glo. Tell me, sirrah, what's my

name? * Car. Here come the townsmen on procession,

Simp. Alas, master, I know not. * To present your highness with the man.

Glo. What's his name? * K. Hen. Great is his comfort in this earthly Simp. I know not. vale,

Glo. Nor his ? * Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.

Simp. No, indeed, master. * Glo. Stand by, my masters, bring him near the Glo. What's thine own name? king,

Simp. Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, * His highness' pleasure is to talk with him.

master. * K. Hen. Good fellow, tell us here the circum

Glo. Then, Saunder, sit thou there, the lyingest stance,

knave * That we for thee may glorify the Lord. In Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, What, hast thou been born blind, and now restor’d? | Thou might'st as well have known our names, as Simp. Born blind, an't please your grace.

thus Wife. Ay, indeed, was he.

To name the several colours we do wear. Suff. What woman is this?

Sight may distinguish of colours; but suddenly Wife. His wife, an't like your worship. To nominate them all, 's impossible.Glo. Had'st thou been his mother, thou could'st||My lords, Saint Alban here hath done a miracle ; have better told.

And would

ye not think that cunning to be great, K. Hen. Where wert thou born?

That could restore this cripple to his legs? Simp. At Berwick in the north, an't like your Simp. O, master, that you could! grace.

Glo. My masters of Saint Albans have you not. • K. Hen. Poor soul! God's goodness hath been beadles in your town, and things called whips? great to thee :

May. Yes, my lord, if it please your grace. • Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass,

Glo. Then send for one presently: But still remember what the Lord hath done.

May. Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight. * Q. Mar. Tell me, good fellow, cam'st thou here

(Exit an attendant. by chance,

Glo. Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. [A * Or of devotion, to this holy shrine?

stool brought out.] Now, sirrah,


you mean to Simp. God knows, of pure devotion ; being || save yourself from whipping, leap me over this call'd

stool, and run away. • A hundred times, and oftener, in my sleep Simp. Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone By good Saint Alban; who said, --Simpcox, come ; || You go about to torture me in vain. Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee. * Wife. Most true, forsooth; and many time

Re-enter Attendant, with the Beadle. and oft

Glo. Well, sir, we must have you find your legs.

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Bead. I will, my lord.—Come on, sirrah; off || SCENE II.-London. The duke of York's gar. with your doublet quickly.

den. Enter York, Salisbury, and Warwick. Simp. Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand.

York. Now, my good lords of Salisbury and (After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps|| Our

simple supper ended, give me leave,

Warwick, over the stool, and runs away; and the

• In this close walk, to satisfy myself, people follow, and cry, A miracle ! * K. Hen. O God, seest thou this, and bear'st so

• In craving your opinion of my title,

• Which is infallible, to England's crown. long? *Q. Mar. It made me laugh, to see the villain

* Sal. My lord, I long to hear it at full.

War. Sweet York, begin: and if thy claim be *Glo. Follow the knave; and take this drab away. The Nevils are thy subjects to command.

good, * Wife. Alas, sir, we did it for pure


York. Then thus :Glo. Let them be whipped through every mar

· Edward the Third, iny lords, had seven sons : ket town, till they come to Berwick, whence they (#ceunt Mayor, Beadle, Wife, fc.

The first, Edward the Black Prince, prince of

Wales; • Car. Duke Humphrey has done a miracle to-day.

The second, William of Hatfield ; and the third, Suff. True; made the lame to leap, and dy

Lionel, duke of Clarence; next to whom, away.

· Was John of Gaunt, the duke of Lancaster : Glo. But you have done more miracles than I ; • You made, in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly.

The fifth, was Edmund Langley, duke of York ;

• The sixth, was Thomas of Woodstock, duke of Enter Buckingham.


William of Windsor was the seventh, and last. K. Hen. What tidings with our cousin Buck

• Edward, the Black Prince, died before his father; ingham?

* And left behind him Richard, his only son, • Buck. Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold.

Who, after Edward the Third's death, reign'd A sort of naughty persons, lewdly2 bent, • Under the countenance and confederacy

as king;

• Till Henry Bolingbroke, duke of Lancaster, • Of lady Eleanor, the protector's wife,

The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt, • The ringleader and head of all this rout,

Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth, • Have practis'd dangerously against your state,

• Seiz'd on the realm; depos’d the rightful king; Dealing with witches, and with conjurors : • Whom we have apprehended in the fact;

· Sent his poor queen to France, from whence she

came, • Raising up wicked spirits from under ground,

* And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know, • Demanding of king Henry's life and death,

Harmless Richard was murder'd traitorously. • And other of your highness' privy council,

* War. Father, the duke hath told the truth; • As more at large your grace shall understand.

* Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown. • Car. And so, my lord protector, by this means

* York. Which now they hold by force, and not • Your lady is forthcoming yet at London. • This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's || * For Richard, the first son's heir, being dead,

by right; edge;

* The issue of the next son should have reign'd. “Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour.

Aside to Gloster.

* Sal. But William of Hatfield died without an heir. Glo. Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my

* York. The third son, duke of Clarence (from

whose line heart!

*1 claim the crown,) had issue-Philippe, a * Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers:

daughter, * And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee,

* Who married Edmund Mortimer, earl of March : * Or to the meanest groom.

* Edmund had issue-Roger, earl of March : * K. Hen. O. God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones;

* Roger had issue–Edmund, Anne, and Eleanor.

Sal. This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke, * Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!

"As I have read, laid claim unto the crown; * Q. Mar. Gloster, see here the tainture of thg . And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king, nest;

Who kept him in captivity, till he died. * And, look, thyself be faultless, thou wert best.

* But, to the rest. • Glo. Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal,

· York. His eldest sister, Anne, • How I have lov'd my king, and commonweal:

My mother being heir unto the crown, And, for my wife, I know not how it stands ;

• Married Richard, earl of Cambridge; who was son • Sorry I am to hear what I have heard :

• To Edmund Langley, Edward the Third's fifth son. • Noble she is; but if she have forgot

By her I claim the kingdom : she was heir • Honour and virtue, and convers'd with such

• To Roger, earl of March; who was the son • As, like to pitch, defile nobility,

Of Edmund Mortimer; who married Philippe, I banish her, my bed, and company;

| Sole daughter unto Lionel, duke of Clarence: • And give her, as a prey, to law, and shame, • That hath dishonour'd Gloster's honest name.

“So, if the issue of the elder son

· Succeed before the younger, I am king. K. Hen. Well, for this night, we will repose

War. What plain proceedings are more plain us here:

than this? To-morrow, toward London, back again, • To look into this business thoroughly,

Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt, * And call these foul offenders to their answers;

• The fourth son; York claims it from the third.

• Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign : • And poise4 the cause in justice' equal scales,

• It fails not yet; but flourishes in thee, • Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails. (Flourish. Exeunt.

"And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock. (1) A company. (2) Wickedly. (3) i. e. Your lady is in custody. (4) Weighi.

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• Then, father Salisbury, kneel we both together; * Should be to be protected like a child. • And, in this private plot,' be we the first, God and king Henry govern England's helm : • That shall salute our rightful sovereign * Give up your staff

, sir, and the king his realm. • With honour of his birthright to the crown, Glo. My staff?-here, noble Henry, is my staff: Both. Long live our sovereign Richard, England's | As willingly do I the same resign,

As ere thy father Henry made it mine; York. We thank you, lords. But I am not your And even as willingly at thy feet I leave it, king,

As others would ambitiously receive it. Till I be crown'd; and that my sword be stain'd|l: Farewell, good king : When I am dead and gonc, • With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster : May honourable peace attend thy throne! (Exit. * And that's not suddenly to be perform’d'; * Q. Mar. Why, now is Henry king, and Mar * But with advice, and silent secrecy.

garet queen; * Do you, as I do, in these dangerous days, * And Humphrey, duke of Gloster, scarce himself, * Wink at the duke of Suffolk's insolence,

* That bears so shrewd a maim; two pulls at once,* At Beaufort's pride, at Somerset's ambition, * His lady banish'd, and a limb lopp'd off; * At Buckingham, and all the crew of them, * This staff of honour raught :3_There let it stand, * Till they have snar'd the shepherd of the flock, • Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand. * That virtuous prince, the good duke Humphrey : * Suf Thus droops this lofty pine, and hangs * 'Tis that they seek; and they, in seeking that,

his sprays; * Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy. * Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest days. * Sal. My lord, break we off; we know your • York. Lords, let him go. Please it your ma. mind at full.

jesty, • War. My heart assures me, that the earl ofl. This is the day appointed for the combat; Warwick

* And ready are the appellant and defendant, • Shall one day make the duke of York a king. The armourer and his man, to enter the lists,

York. And, Nevil, this do I assure myself, - * So please your highness to behold the fight. • Richard shall live to make the earl of Warwick

Mar. Ay, good my lord; for purposely • The greatest man in England but the king. (Exe.

therefore SCENE III.-The same. A hall of justice.

* Left I the court, to see this quarrel tried. Trumpets sounded. Enter King Henry, Queen

K. Hen. O' God's name, see the lists and all

things fit; Margaret, Gloster, York, Suffolk, and Salisbury;

Here let them end it, and God defend the right! the Duchess of Gloster, Margery Jourdain, Southwell, Hume, and Bolingbroke, under ||* Or more afraid to fight, than is the appellant,

* York. I never saw a fellow worse bested, guard.

* The servant of this armourer, my lords. • K. Hen. Stand forth, dame Eleanor Cobham, Enter on one side, Horner, and his Neighbours,

Gloster's wife : • In sight of God, and us, your guilt is great;

drinking to him so much that he is drunk; and • Receive the sentence of the law, for sins

he enters bearing his staff with a sand-bag fasSuch as by God's book are adjudy'd to death.

tened to it; a drum before him; at the other * You four, from hence to prison back again;

side, Peter, with a drum and a similar staff ;

[To Jourd: &c. accompanied by Prentices drinking to him. * From thence, unto the place of execution : 1 Neigh. Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to * The witch in Smithfield shall be burn'd to ashes, \ you in a cup of sack; And fear not, neighbour, * And you three shall be strangled on the gallows.-- | you shall do well enough. • You, madam, for you are more nobly born, 2 Neigh. And here, neighbour, here's a cup of • Despoiled of your honour in your life,

charneco.5 • Shall, after three days' open penance dune, 3 Neigh. And here's a pot of good double beer, • Live in your country here, in banishment,

neighbour: drink, and fear not your man. • With sir John Stanley, in the Isle of Man. Hor. Let it come, i'faith, and I'll pledge you all; Duch. Welcome is banishment, welcome werell And a fig for Peter!

I Pren. Here, Peter, I drink to thee; and be * Glo. Eleanor, the law, thou seest, hath judged || not afraid. thee;

2 Pren. Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy * I cannot justify whom the law condemns. master; fight for credit of the prentices. (Exeunt the Duchess, and the other prisoners, Peter. I thank you all : * drink, and pray forme, guarded.

* I pray you; for, I think, I have taken my last • Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief. * draught in this world.*--Here, Robin, an if I die, • Ah, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age I give thee my apron; and, Will, thou shalt have • Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground!- my hammer and here, Tom, take all the money • I beseech your majesty, give me leave to go; that I have.--O Lord, bless me, I pray God! for I • Sorrow would solace, and mine age would ease.2 || am never able to deal with my master, he hath K. Hen. Stay, Humphrey duke of Gloster: ere learnt so much fence already:

Sal. Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows, •Give up thy staff; Henry will to himself

-Sirrah, what's thy name? • Protector be: and God shall be my hope,

Peter. Peter, forsooth. My stay, my guide, and lantern to my feet; Sal. Peter! what more?

go in peace, Humphrey ; no less belov'd, Peter. Thump. • Than when thou wert protector to thy king. Sal. Thump! then see thou thump thy masterwell. * Q. Mar. I see no reason, why a king of years Hor. Masters, I am come hither, as it were,

upon my man's instigation, to prove him a knave, (1) Sequestered spot. (2) i. e. Sorrow requires solace, and age requires (3)Reached (4) In a worse plight.

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