Array ( [TITLE] => The Second Part of Henry the Sixth [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => KING HENRY the Sixth [1] => HUMPHREY, Duke of Gloucester, his uncle. [2] => CARDINAL BEAUFORT, Bishop of Winchester, great-uncle to the King. [3] => RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York. [4] => DUKE OF SOMERSET [5] => DUKE OF SUFFOLK [6] => DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM [7] => LORD CLIFFORD [8] => YOUNG CLIFFORD, his son. [9] => EARL OF SALISBURY [10] => EARL OF WARWICK [11] => LORD SCALES [12] => LORD SAY [13] => SIR HUMPHREY STAFFORD [14] => WILLIAM STAFFORD, Sir Humphrey Stafford's brother. [15] => SIR JOHN STANLEY [16] => VAUX [17] => MATTHEW GOFFE [18] => A Sea-captain, Master, and Master's-Mate. [19] => WALTER WHITMORE [20] => Two Gentlemen, prisoners with Suffolk. [21] => BOLINGBROKE, a conjurer. [22] => THOMAS HORNER, an armourer. [23] => PETER, Thomas Horner's man. [24] => Clerk of Chatham. [25] => Mayor of Saint Alban's. [26] => SIMPCOX, an impostor. [27] => ALEXANDER IDEN, a Kentish gentleman. [28] => JACK CADE, a rebel. [29] => Two Murderers [30] => QUEEN MARGARET, Queen to King Henry. [31] => ELEANOR, Duchess of Gloucester. [32] => MARGARET JOURDAIN, a witch. [33] => Wife to Simpcox [34] => Lords, Ladies, and Attendants. Petitioners, Aldermen, a Herald, a Beadle, Sheriff, and Officers, Citizens, 'Prentices, Falconers, Guards, Soldiers, Messengers, &c. [35] => A Spirit. ) [ACTORS] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => EDWARD [1] => RICHARD ) [GRPDESCR] => his sons ) [1] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => JOHN HUME [1] => JOHN SOUTHWELL ) [GRPDESCR] => priests. ) [2] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => GEORGE BEVIS [1] => JOHN HOLLAND [2] => DICK the butcher [3] => SMITH the weaver [4] => MICHAEL [5] => &c. ) [GRPDESCR] => followers of Cade. ) ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE England. [PLAYSUBT] => 2 KING HENRY VI [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and CARDINAL, on the one side; QUEEN MARGARET, SUFFOLK, YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKINGHAM, on the other [1] => Flourish [2] => Lets the paper fall [3] => Exeunt KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, and SUFFOLK [4] => Exit [5] => Exit [6] => Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and SOMERSET [7] => Exeunt WARWICK and SALISBURY [8] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As by your high imperial majesty [1] => I had in charge at my depart for France, [2] => As procurator to your excellence, [3] => To marry Princess Margaret for your grace, [4] => So, in the famous ancient city, Tours, [5] => In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil, [6] => The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne and Alencon, [7] => Seven earls, twelve barons and twenty reverend bishops, [8] => I have perform'd my task and was espoused: [9] => And humbly now upon my bended knee, [10] => In sight of England and her lordly peers, [11] => Deliver up my title in the queen [12] => To your most gracious hands, that are the substance [13] => Of that great shadow I did represent; [14] => The happiest gift that ever marquess gave, [15] => The fairest queen that ever king received. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Suffolk, arise. Welcome, Queen Margaret: [1] => I can express no kinder sign of love [2] => Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lends me life, [3] => Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! [4] => For thou hast given me in this beauteous face [5] => A world of earthly blessings to my soul, [6] => If sympathy of love unite our thoughts. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great King of England and my gracious lord, [1] => The mutual conference that my mind hath had, [2] => By day, by night, waking and in my dreams, [3] => In courtly company or at my beads, [4] => With you, mine alder-liefest sovereign, [5] => Makes me the bolder to salute my king [6] => With ruder terms, such as my wit affords [7] => And over-joy of heart doth minister. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Her sight did ravish; but her grace in speech, [1] => Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty, [2] => Makes me from wondering fall to weeping joys; [3] => Such is the fulness of my heart's content. [4] => Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Kneeling ) [1] => happiness! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => We thank you all. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord protector, so it please your grace, [1] => Here are the articles of contracted peace [2] => Between our sovereign and the French king Charles, [3] => For eighteen months concluded by consent. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [1] => king Charles, and William de la Pole, Marquess of [2] => Suffolk, ambassador for Henry King of England, that [3] => the said Henry shall espouse the Lady Margaret, [4] => daughter unto Reignier King of Naples, Sicilia and [5] => Jerusalem, and crown her Queen of England ere the [6] => thirtieth of May next ensuing. Item, that the duchy [7] => of Anjou and the county of Maine shall be released [8] => and delivered to the king her father'-- ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Uncle, how now! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pardon me, gracious lord; [1] => Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart [2] => And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [1] => that the duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be [2] => released and delivered over to the king her father, [3] => and she sent over of the King of England's own [4] => proper cost and charges, without having any dowry.' ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They please us well. Lord marquess, kneel down: [1] => We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk, [2] => And gird thee with the sword. Cousin of York, [3] => We here discharge your grace from being regent [4] => I' the parts of France, till term of eighteen months [5] => Be full expired. Thanks, uncle Winchester, [6] => Gloucester, York, Buckingham, Somerset, [7] => Salisbury, and Warwick; [8] => We thank you all for the great favour done, [9] => In entertainment to my princely queen. [10] => Come, let us in, and with all speed provide [11] => To see her coronation be perform'd. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brave peers of England, pillars of the state, [1] => To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief, [2] => Your grief, the common grief of all the land. [3] => What! did my brother Henry spend his youth, [4] => His valour, coin and people, in the wars? [5] => Did he so often lodge in open field, [6] => In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, [7] => To conquer France, his true inheritance? [8] => And did my brother Bedford toil his wits, [9] => To keep by policy what Henry got? [10] => Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham, [11] => Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick, [12] => Received deep scars in France and Normandy? [13] => Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself, [14] => With all the learned council of the realm, [15] => Studied so long, sat in the council-house [16] => Early and late, debating to and fro [17] => How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe, [18] => And had his highness in his infancy [19] => Crowned in Paris in despite of foes? [20] => And shall these labours and these honours die? [21] => Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance, [22] => Your deeds of war and all our counsel die? [23] => O peers of England, shameful is this league! [24] => Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame, [25] => Blotting your names from books of memory, [26] => Razing the characters of your renown, [27] => Defacing monuments of conquer'd France, [28] => Undoing all, as all had never been! ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nephew, what means this passionate discourse, [1] => This peroration with such circumstance? [2] => For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, uncle, we will keep it, if we can; [1] => But now it is impossible we should: [2] => Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast, [3] => Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine [4] => Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style [5] => Agrees not with the leanness of his purse. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by the death of Him that died for all, [1] => These counties were the keys of Normandy. [2] => But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For grief that they are past recovery: [1] => For, were there hope to conquer them again, [2] => My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no tears. [3] => Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both; [4] => Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer: [5] => And are the cities, that I got with wounds, [6] => Delivered up again with peaceful words? [7] => Mort Dieu! ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For Suffolk's duke, may he be suffocate, [1] => That dims the honour of this warlike isle! [2] => France should have torn and rent my very heart, [3] => Before I would have yielded to this league. [4] => I never read but England's kings have had [5] => Large sums of gold and dowries with their wives: [6] => And our King Henry gives away his own, [7] => To match with her that brings no vantages. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A proper jest, and never heard before, [1] => That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth [2] => For costs and charges in transporting her! [3] => She should have stayed in France and starved [4] => in France, Before-- ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Gloucester, now ye grow too hot: [1] => It was the pleasure of my lord the King. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind; [1] => 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike, [2] => But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye. [3] => Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face [4] => I see thy fury: if I longer stay, [5] => We shall begin our ancient bickerings. [6] => Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone, [7] => I prophesied France will be lost ere long. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, there goes our protector in a rage. [1] => 'Tis known to you he is mine enemy, [2] => Nay, more, an enemy unto you all, [3] => And no great friend, I fear me, to the king. [4] => Consider, lords, he is the next of blood, [5] => And heir apparent to the English crown: [6] => Had Henry got an empire by his marriage, [7] => And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west, [8] => There's reason he should be displeased at it. [9] => Look to it, lords! let not his smoothing words [10] => Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect. [11] => What though the common people favour him, [12] => Calling him 'Humphrey, the good Duke of [13] => Gloucester,' [14] => Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice, [15] => 'Jesu maintain your royal excellence!' [16] => With 'God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!' [17] => I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss, [18] => He will be found a dangerous protector. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why should he, then, protect our sovereign, [1] => He being of age to govern of himself? [2] => Cousin of Somerset, join you with me, [3] => And all together, with the Duke of Suffolk, [4] => We'll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his seat. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This weighty business will not brook delay: [1] => I'll to the Duke of Suffolk presently. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey's pride [1] => And greatness of his place be grief to us, [2] => Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal: [3] => His insolence is more intolerable [4] => Than all the princes in the land beside: [5] => If Gloucester be displaced, he'll be protector. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Or thou or I, Somerset, will be protector, [1] => Despite Duke Humphrey or the cardinal. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pride went before, ambition follows him. [1] => While these do labour for their own preferment, [2] => Behoves it us to labour for the realm. [3] => I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester [4] => Did bear him like a noble gentleman. [5] => Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal, [6] => More like a soldier than a man o' the church, [7] => As stout and proud as he were lord of all, [8] => Swear like a ruffian and demean himself [9] => Unlike the ruler of a commonweal. [10] => Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age, [11] => Thy deeds, thy plainness and thy housekeeping, [12] => Hath won the greatest favour of the commons, [13] => Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey: [14] => And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland, [15] => In bringing them to civil discipline, [16] => Thy late exploits done in the heart of France, [17] => When thou wert regent for our sovereign, [18] => Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people: [19] => Join we together, for the public good, [20] => In what we can, to bridle and suppress [21] => The pride of Suffolk and the cardinal, [22] => With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition; [23] => And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds, [24] => While they do tend the profit of the land. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So God help Warwick, as he loves the land, [1] => And common profit of his country! ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Then let's make haste away, and look unto the main. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost; [1] => That Maine which by main force Warwick did win, [2] => And would have kept so long as breath did last! [3] => Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine, [4] => Which I will win from France, or else be slain, ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Anjou and Maine are given to the French; [1] => Paris is lost; the state of Normandy [2] => Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone: [3] => Suffolk concluded on the articles, [4] => The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleased [5] => To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter. [6] => I cannot blame them all: what is't to them? [7] => 'Tis thine they give away, and not their own. [8] => Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their pillage [9] => And purchase friends and give to courtezans, [10] => Still revelling like lords till all be gone; [11] => While as the silly owner of the goods [12] => Weeps over them and wrings his hapless hands [13] => And shakes his head and trembling stands aloof, [14] => While all is shared and all is borne away, [15] => Ready to starve and dare not touch his own: [16] => So York must sit and fret and bite his tongue, [17] => While his own lands are bargain'd for and sold. [18] => Methinks the realms of England, France and Ireland [19] => Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood [20] => As did the fatal brand Althaea burn'd [21] => Unto the prince's heart of Calydon. [22] => Anjou and Maine both given unto the French! [23] => Cold news for me, for I had hope of France, [24] => Even as I have of fertile England's soil. [25] => A day will come when York shall claim his own; [26] => And therefore I will take the Nevils' parts [27] => And make a show of love to proud Duke Humphrey, [28] => And, when I spy advantage, claim the crown, [29] => For that's the golden mark I seek to hit: [30] => Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right, [31] => Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist, [32] => Nor wear the diadem upon his head, [33] => Whose church-like humours fits not for a crown. [34] => Then, York, be still awhile, till time do serve: [35] => Watch thou and wake when others be asleep, [36] => To pry into the secrets of the state; [37] => Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love, [38] => With his new bride and England's dear-bought queen, [39] => And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at jars: [40] => Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose, [41] => With whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed; [42] => And in my standard bear the arms of York [43] => To grapple with the house of Lancaster; [44] => And, force perforce, I'll make him yield the crown, [45] => Whose bookish rule hath pull'd fair England down. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. GLOUCESTER'S house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER and his DUCHESS [1] => Enter Messenger [2] => Enter HUME [3] => Exit [4] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why droops my lord, like over-ripen'd corn, [1] => Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load? [2] => Why doth the great Duke Humphrey knit his brows, [3] => As frowning at the favours of the world? [4] => Why are thine eyes fixed to the sullen earth, [5] => Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sight? [6] => What seest thou there? King Henry's diadem, [7] => Enchased with all the honours of the world? [8] => If so, gaze on, and grovel on thy face, [9] => Until thy head be circled with the same. [10] => Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold. [11] => What, is't too short? I'll lengthen it with mine: [12] => And, having both together heaved it up, [13] => We'll both together lift our heads to heaven, [14] => And never more abase our sight so low [15] => As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost love thy lord, [1] => Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts. [2] => And may that thought, when I imagine ill [3] => Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry, [4] => Be my last breathing in this mortal world! [5] => My troublous dream this night doth make me sad. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What dream'd my lord? tell me, and I'll requite it [1] => With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Methought this staff, mine office-badge in court, [1] => Was broke in twain; by whom I have forgot, [2] => But, as I think, it was by the cardinal; [3] => And on the pieces of the broken wand [4] => Were placed the heads of Edmund Duke of Somerset, [5] => And William de la Pole, first duke of Suffolk. [6] => This was my dream: what it doth bode, God knows. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, this was nothing but an argument [1] => That he that breaks a stick of Gloucester's grove [2] => Shall lose his head for his presumption. [3] => But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet duke: [4] => Methought I sat in seat of majesty [5] => In the cathedral church of Westminster, [6] => And in that chair where kings and queens are crown'd; [7] => Where Henry and dame Margaret kneel'd to me [8] => And on my head did set the diadem. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright: [1] => Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtured Eleanor, [2] => Art thou not second woman in the realm, [3] => And the protector's wife, beloved of him? [4] => Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command, [5] => Above the reach or compass of thy thought? [6] => And wilt thou still be hammering treachery, [7] => To tumble down thy husband and thyself [8] => From top of honour to disgrace's feet? [9] => Away from me, and let me hear no more! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, what, my lord! are you so choleric [1] => With Eleanor, for telling but her dream? [2] => Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself, [3] => And not be cheque'd. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Nay, be not angry; I am pleased again. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord protector, 'tis his highness' pleasure [1] => You do prepare to ride unto Saint Alban's, [2] => Where as the king and queen do mean to hawk. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => I go. Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, my good lord, I'll follow presently. [1] => Follow I must; I cannot go before, [2] => While Gloucester bears this base and humble mind. [3] => Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood, [4] => I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks [5] => And smooth my way upon their headless necks; [6] => And, being a woman, I will not be slack [7] => To play my part in Fortune's pageant. [8] => Where are you there? Sir John! nay, fear not, man, [9] => We are alone; here's none but thee and I. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Messenger ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HUME [LINE] => Jesus preserve your royal majesty! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => What say'st thou? majesty! I am but grace. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HUME [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, by the grace of God, and Hume's advice, [1] => Your grace's title shall be multiplied. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What say'st thou, man? hast thou as yet conferr'd [1] => With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch, [2] => With Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer? [3] => And will they undertake to do me good? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HUME [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This they have promised, to show your highness [1] => A spirit raised from depth of under-ground, [2] => That shall make answer to such questions [3] => As by your grace shall be propounded him. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is enough; I'll think upon the questions: [1] => When from St. Alban's we do make return, [2] => We'll see these things effected to the full. [3] => Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man, [4] => With thy confederates in this weighty cause. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HUME [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hume must make merry with the duchess' gold; [1] => Marry, and shall. But how now, Sir John Hume! [2] => Seal up your lips, and give no words but mum: [3] => The business asketh silent secrecy. [4] => Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch: [5] => Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil. [6] => Yet have I gold flies from another coast; [7] => I dare not say, from the rich cardinal [8] => And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk, [9] => Yet I do find it so; for to be plain, [10] => They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour, [11] => Have hired me to undermine the duchess [12] => And buz these conjurations in her brain. [13] => They say 'A crafty knave does need no broker;' [14] => Yet am I Suffolk and the cardinal's broker. [15] => Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near [16] => To call them both a pair of crafty knaves. [17] => Well, so it stands; and thus, I fear, at last [18] => Hume's knavery will be the duchess' wreck, [19] => And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall: [20] => Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter three or four Petitioners, PETER, the Armourer's man, being one [1] => Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN MARGARET [2] => Exit Servant with PETER [3] => Exit Act [4] => Sound a sennet. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL, BUCKINGHAM, YORK, SOMERSET, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and the DUCHESS [5] => Exit [6] => Exit [7] => Re-enter GLOUCESTER [8] => Enter HORNER, the Armourer, and his man PETER, guarded [9] => Flourish. Exeunt ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Petitioner [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My masters, let's stand close: my lord protector [1] => will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver [2] => our supplications in the quill. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Petitioner [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man! [1] => Jesu bless him! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him. [1] => I'll be the first, sure. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Petitioner [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come back, fool; this is the Duke of Suffolk, and [1] => not my lord protector. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => How now, fellow! would'st anything with me? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Petitioner [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray, my lord, pardon me; I took ye for my lord [1] => protector. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reading ) [1] => supplications to his lordship? Let me see them: [2] => what is thine? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Petitioner [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mine is, an't please your grace, against John [1] => Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my [2] => house, and lands, and wife and all, from me. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy wife, too! that's some wrong, indeed. What's [1] => yours? What's here! [2] => 'Against the Duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the [3] => commons of Melford.' How now, sir knave! ) [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Petitioner [LINE] => Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole township. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Giving his petition ) [1] => Horner, for saying that the Duke of York was rightful [2] => heir to the crown. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What sayst thou? did the Duke of York say he was [1] => rightful heir to the crown? ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That my master was? no, forsooth: my master said [1] => that he was, and that the king was an usurper. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who is there? [1] => Take this fellow in, and send for [2] => his master with a pursuivant presently: we'll hear [3] => more of your matter before the King. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter Servant ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And as for you, that love to be protected [1] => Under the wings of our protector's grace, [2] => Begin your suits anew, and sue to him. [3] => Away, base cullions! Suffolk, let them go. ) [STAGEDIR] => Tears the supplication ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Come, let's be gone. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise, [1] => Is this the fashion in the court of England? [2] => Is this the government of Britain's isle, [3] => And this the royalty of Albion's king? [4] => What shall King Henry be a pupil still [5] => Under the surly Gloucester's governance? [6] => Am I a queen in title and in style, [7] => And must be made a subject to a duke? [8] => I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours [9] => Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love [10] => And stolest away the ladies' hearts of France, [11] => I thought King Henry had resembled thee [12] => In courage, courtship and proportion: [13] => But all his mind is bent to holiness, [14] => To number Ave-Maries on his beads; [15] => His champions are the prophets and apostles, [16] => His weapons holy saws of sacred writ, [17] => His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves [18] => Are brazen images of canonized saints. [19] => I would the college of the cardinals [20] => Would choose him pope, and carry him to Rome, [21] => And set the triple crown upon his head: [22] => That were a state fit for his holiness. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, be patient: as I was cause [1] => Your highness came to England, so will I [2] => In England work your grace's full content. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beside the haughty protector, have we Beaufort, [1] => The imperious churchman, Somerset, Buckingham, [2] => And grumbling York: and not the least of these [3] => But can do more in England than the king. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And he of these that can do most of all [1] => Cannot do more in England than the Nevils: [2] => Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not all these lords do vex me half so much [1] => As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. [2] => She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies, [3] => More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's wife: [4] => Strangers in court do take her for the queen: [5] => She bears a duke's revenues on her back, [6] => And in her heart she scorns our poverty: [7] => Shall I not live to be avenged on her? [8] => Contemptuous base-born callet as she is, [9] => She vaunted 'mongst her minions t'other day, [10] => The very train of her worst wearing gown [11] => Was better worth than all my father's lands, [12] => Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, myself have limed a bush for her, [1] => And placed a quire of such enticing birds, [2] => That she will light to listen to the lays, [3] => And never mount to trouble you again. [4] => So, let her rest: and, madam, list to me; [5] => For I am bold to counsel you in this. [6] => Although we fancy not the cardinal, [7] => Yet must we join with him and with the lords, [8] => Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace. [9] => As for the Duke of York, this late complaint [10] => Will make but little for his benefit. [11] => So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last, [12] => And you yourself shall steer the happy helm. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For my part, noble lords, I care not which; [1] => Or Somerset or York, all's one to me. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If York have ill demean'd himself in France, [1] => Then let him be denay'd the regentship. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If Somerset be unworthy of the place, [1] => Let York be regent; I will yield to him. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Whether your grace be worthy, yea or no, [1] => Dispute not that: York is the worthier. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => The cardinal's not my better in the field. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => All in this presence are thy betters, Warwick. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Warwick may live to be the best of all. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, son! and show some reason, Buckingham, [1] => Why Somerset should be preferred in this. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Because the king, forsooth, will have it so. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, the king is old enough himself [1] => To give his censure: these are no women's matters. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If he be old enough, what needs your grace [1] => To be protector of his excellence? ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, I am protector of the realm; [1] => And, at his pleasure, will resign my place. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Resign it then and leave thine insolence. [1] => Since thou wert king--as who is king but thou?-- [2] => The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck; [3] => The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas; [4] => And all the peers and nobles of the realm [5] => Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The commons hast thou rack'd; the clergy's bags [1] => Are lank and lean with thy extortions. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy sumptuous buildings and thy wife's attire [1] => Have cost a mass of public treasury. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy cruelty in execution [1] => Upon offenders, hath exceeded law, [2] => And left thee to the mercy of the law. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They sale of offices and towns in France, [1] => If they were known, as the suspect is great, [2] => Would make thee quickly hop without thy head. [3] => Give me my fan: what, minion! can ye not? [4] => I cry you mercy, madam; was it you? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit GLOUCESTER. QUEEN MARGARET drops her fan [1] => She gives the DUCHESS a box on the ear ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was't I! yea, I it was, proud Frenchwoman: [1] => Could I come near your beauty with my nails, [2] => I'd set my ten commandments in your face. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Against her will! good king, look to't in time; [1] => She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby: [2] => Though in this place most master wear no breeches, [3] => She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, [1] => And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: [2] => She's tickled now; her fume needs no spurs, [3] => She'll gallop far enough to her destruction. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, lords, my choler being over-blown [1] => With walking once about the quadrangle, [2] => I come to talk of commonwealth affairs. [3] => As for your spiteful false objections, [4] => Prove them, and I lie open to the law: [5] => But God in mercy so deal with my soul, [6] => As I in duty love my king and country! [7] => But, to the matter that we have in hand: [8] => I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man [9] => To be your regent in the realm of France. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Before we make election, give me leave [1] => To show some reason, of no little force, [2] => That York is most unmeet of any man. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet: [1] => First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride; [2] => Next, if I be appointed for the place, [3] => My Lord of Somerset will keep me here, [4] => Without discharge, money, or furniture, [5] => Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands: [6] => Last time, I danced attendance on his will [7] => Till Paris was besieged, famish'd, and lost. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That can I witness; and a fouler fact [1] => Did never traitor in the land commit. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Peace, headstrong Warwick! ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Image of pride, why should I hold my peace? ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Because here is a man accused of treason: [1] => Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself! ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Doth any one accuse York for a traitor? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => What mean'st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Please it your majesty, this is the man [1] => That doth accuse his master of high treason: [2] => His words were these: that Richard, Duke of York, [3] => Was rightful heir unto the English crown [4] => And that your majesty was a usurper. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Say, man, were these thy words? ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORNER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An't shall please your majesty, I never said nor [1] => thought any such matter: God is my witness, I am [2] => falsely accused by the villain. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak them to [1] => me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my [2] => Lord of York's armour. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Base dunghill villain and mechanical, [1] => I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech. [2] => I do beseech your royal majesty, [3] => Let him have all the rigor of the law. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORNER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words. [1] => My accuser is my 'prentice; and when I did correct [2] => him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his [3] => knees he would be even with me: I have good [4] => witness of this: therefore I beseech your majesty, [5] => do not cast away an honest man for a villain's [6] => accusation. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Uncle, what shall we say to this in law? ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This doom, my lord, if I may judge: [1] => Let Somerset be regent over the French, [2] => Because in York this breeds suspicion: [3] => And let these have a day appointed them [4] => For single combat in convenient place, [5] => For he hath witness of his servant's malice: [6] => This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey's doom. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => I humbly thank your royal majesty. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORNER [LINE] => And I accept the combat willingly. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity [1] => my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O [2] => Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to [3] => fight a blow. O Lord, my heart! ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away with them to prison; and the day of combat [1] => shall be the last of the next month. Come, [2] => Somerset, we'll see thee sent away. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. GLOUCESTER's garden. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter MARGARET JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, and BOLINGBROKE [1] => Enter the DUCHESS aloft, HUME following [2] => Here they do the ceremonies belonging, and make the circle; BOLINGBROKE or SOUTHWELL reads, Conjuro te, &c. It thunders and lightens terribly; then the Spirit riseth [3] => Reading out of a paper [4] => As the Spirit speaks, SOUTHWELL writes the answer [5] => Thunder and lightning. Exit Spirit [6] => Enter YORK and BUCKINGHAM with their Guard and break in [7] => Exeunt guard with MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, &c [8] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HUME [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell you, expects [1] => performance of your promises. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master Hume, we are therefore provided: will her [1] => ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HUME [LINE] => Ay, what else? fear you not her courage. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have heard her reported to be a woman of an [1] => invincible spirit: but it shall be convenient, [2] => Master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be [3] => busy below; and so, I pray you, go, in God's name, [4] => and leave us. [5] => Mother Jourdain, be you [6] => prostrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwell, [7] => read you; and let us to our work. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit HUME ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well said, my masters; and welcome all. To this [1] => gear the sooner the better. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Patience, good lady; wizards know their times: [1] => Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, [2] => The time of night when Troy was set on fire; [3] => The time when screech-owls cry and ban-dogs howl, [4] => And spirits walk and ghosts break up their graves, [5] => That time best fits the work we have in hand. [6] => Madam, sit you and fear not: whom we raise, [7] => We will make fast within a hallow'd verge. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Spirit [LINE] => Adsum. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MARGARET JOURDAIN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Asmath, [1] => By the eternal God, whose name and power [2] => Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask; [3] => For, till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Spirit [LINE] => Ask what thou wilt. That I had said and done! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => 'First of the king: what shall of him become?' ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Spirit [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose; [1] => But him outlive, and die a violent death. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => 'What fates await the Duke of Suffolk?' ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Spirit [LINE] => By water shall he die, and take his end. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => 'What shall befall the Duke of Somerset?' ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Spirit [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let him shun castles; [1] => Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains [2] => Than where castles mounted stand. [3] => Have done, for more I hardly can endure. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOLINGBROKE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Descend to darkness and the burning lake! [1] => False fiend, avoid! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lay hands upon these traitors and their trash. [1] => Beldam, I think we watch'd you at an inch. [2] => What, madam, are you there? the king and commonweal [3] => Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains: [4] => My lord protector will, I doubt it not, [5] => See you well guerdon'd for these good deserts. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not half so bad as thine to England's king, [1] => Injurious duke, that threatest where's no cause. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => True, madam, none at all: what call you this? [1] => Away with them! let them be clapp'd up close. [2] => And kept asunder. You, madam, shall with us. [3] => Stafford, take her to thee. [4] => We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming. [5] => All, away! ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt above DUCHESS and HUME, guarded ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd her well: [1] => A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon! [2] => Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's writ. [3] => What have we here? [4] => 'The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose; [5] => But him outlive, and die a violent death.' [6] => Why, this is just [7] => 'Aio te, AEacida, Romanos vincere posse.' [8] => Well, to the rest: [9] => 'Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of Suffolk? [10] => By water shall he die, and take his end. [11] => What shall betide the Duke of Somerset? [12] => Let him shun castles; [13] => Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains [14] => Than where castles mounted stand.' [15] => Come, come, my lords; [16] => These oracles are hardly attain'd, [17] => And hardly understood. [18] => The king is now in progress towards Saint Alban's, [19] => With him the husband of this lovely lady: [20] => Thither go these news, as fast as horse can [21] => carry them: [22] => A sorry breakfast for my lord protector. ) [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your grace shall give me leave, my Lord of York, [1] => To be the post, in hope of his reward. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => At your pleasure, my good lord. Who's within [1] => there, ho! [2] => Invite my Lords of Salisbury and Warwick [3] => To sup with me to-morrow night. Away! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter a Servingman ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Saint Alban's. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with Falconers halloing [1] => Enter a Townsman of Saint Alban's, crying 'A miracle!' [2] => Enter the Mayor of Saint Alban's and his brethren, bearing SIMPCOX, between two in a chair, SIMPCOX's Wife following [3] => Exit an Attendant [4] => Enter a Beadle with whips [5] => After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over the stool and runs away; and they follow and cry, 'A miracle!' [6] => Exeunt Wife, Beadle, Mayor, &c [7] => Enter BUCKINGHAM [8] => Flourish. Exeunt ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook, [1] => I saw not better sport these seven years' day: [2] => Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high; [3] => And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But what a point, my lord, your falcon made, [1] => And what a pitch she flew above the rest! [2] => To see how God in all his creatures works! [3] => Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No marvel, an it like your majesty, [1] => My lord protector's hawks do tower so well; [2] => They know their master loves to be aloft, [3] => And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind [1] => That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => I thought as much; he would be above the clouds. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, my lord cardinal? how think you by that? [1] => Were it not good your grace could fly to heaven? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => The treasury of everlasting joy. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and thoughts [1] => Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart; [2] => Pernicious protector, dangerous peer, [3] => That smooth'st it so with king and commonweal! ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown peremptory? [1] => Tantaene animis coelestibus irae? [2] => Churchmen so hot? good uncle, hide such malice; [3] => With such holiness can you do it? ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No malice, sir; no more than well becomes [1] => So good a quarrel and so bad a peer. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => As who, my lord? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, as you, my lord, [1] => An't like your lordly lord-protectorship. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => And thy ambition, Gloucester. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I prithee, peace, good queen, [1] => And whet not on these furious peers; [2] => For blessed are the peacemakers on earth. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me be blessed for the peace I make, [1] => Against this proud protector, with my sword! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CARDINAL ) [1] => 'twere come to that! ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CARDINAL ) [1] => numbers for the matter; [2] => In thine own person answer thy abuse. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => not peep: an if thou darest, [2] => This evening, on the east side of the grove. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => How now, my lords! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Believe me, cousin Gloucester, [1] => Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly, [2] => We had had more sport. [3] => Come with thy two-hand sword. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => True, uncle. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => east side of the grove? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CARDINAL ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Why, how now, uncle Gloucester! ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord. [1] => Now, by God's mother, priest, I'll shave your crown for this, [2] => Or all my fence shall fail. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CARDINAL ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => Protector, see to't well, protect yourself. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords. [1] => How irksome is this music to my heart! [2] => When such strings jar, what hope of harmony? [3] => I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What means this noise? [1] => Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim? ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Townsman [LINE] => A miracle! a miracle! ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Come to the king and tell him what miracle. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Townsman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine, [1] => Within this half-hour, hath received his sight; [2] => A man that ne'er saw in his life before. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, God be praised, that to believing souls [1] => Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair! ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here comes the townsmen on procession, [1] => To present your highness with the man. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great is his comfort in this earthly vale, [1] => Although by his sight his sin be multiplied. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stand by, my masters: bring him near the king; [1] => His highness' pleasure is to talk with him. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance, [1] => That we for thee may glorify the Lord. [2] => What, hast thou been long blind and now restored? ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Born blind, an't please your grace. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => Ay, indeed, was he. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => What woman is this? ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => His wife, an't like your worship. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst have [1] => better told. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Where wert thou born? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => At Berwick in the north, an't like your grace. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Poor soul, God's goodness hath been great to thee: [1] => Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass, [2] => But still remember what the Lord hath done. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell me, good fellow, camest thou here by chance, [1] => Or of devotion, to this holy shrine? ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God knows, of pure devotion; being call'd [1] => A hundred times and oftener, in my sleep, [2] => By good Saint Alban; who said, 'Simpcox, come, [3] => Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee.' ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most true, forsooth; and many time and oft [1] => Myself have heard a voice to call him so. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => What, art thou lame? ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Ay, God Almighty help me! ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => How camest thou so? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => A fall off of a tree. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => A plum-tree, master. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => How long hast thou been blind? ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Born so, master. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What, and wouldst climb a tree? ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => But that in all my life, when I was a youth. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => Too true; and bought his climbing very dear. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that wouldst [1] => venture so. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, good master, my wife desired some damsons, [1] => And made me climb, with danger of my life. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A subtle knave! but yet it shall not serve. [1] => Let me see thine eyes: wink now: now open them: [2] => In my opinion yet thou seest not well. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and [1] => Saint Alban. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Say'st thou me so? What colour is this cloak of? ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Red, master; red as blood. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Why, that's well said. What colour is my gown of? ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Black, forsooth: coal-black as jet. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Why, then, thou know'st what colour jet is of? ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => And yet, I think, jet did he never see. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => But cloaks and gowns, before this day, a many. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => Never, before this day, in all his life. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Tell me, sirrah, what's my name? ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Alas, master, I know not. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What's his name? ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => I know not. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Nor his? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => No, indeed, master. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What's thine own name? ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, master. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave in [1] => Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, thou [2] => mightest as well have known all our names as thus to [3] => name the several colours we do wear. Sight may [4] => distinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate them [5] => all, it is impossible. My lords, Saint Alban here [6] => hath done a miracle; and would ye not think his [7] => cunning to be great, that could restore this cripple [8] => to his legs again? ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => O master, that you could! ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My masters of Saint Alban's, have you not beadles in [1] => your town, and things called whips? ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Mayor [LINE] => Yes, my lord, if it please your grace. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Then send for one presently. ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Mayor [LINE] => Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. Now, sirrah, [1] => if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me [2] => over this stool and run away. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone: [1] => You go about to torture me in vain. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, sir, we must have you find your legs. Sirrah [1] => beadle, whip him till he leap over that same stool. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Beadle [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will, my lord. Come on, sirrah; off with your [1] => doublet quickly. ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIMPCOX [LINE] => Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => O God, seest Thou this, and bearest so long? ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => It made me laugh to see the villain run. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Follow the knave; and take this drab away. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Wife [LINE] => Alas, sir, we did it for pure need. ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let them be whipped through every market-town, till [1] => they come to Berwick, from whence they came. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Duke Humphrey has done a miracle to-day. ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => True; made the lame to leap and fly away. ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But you have done more miracles than I; [1] => You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly. ) ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => What tidings with our cousin Buckingham? ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold. [1] => A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent, [2] => Under the countenance and confederacy [3] => Of Lady Eleanor, the protector's wife, [4] => The ringleader and head of all this rout, [5] => Have practised dangerously against your state, [6] => Dealing with witches and with conjurers: [7] => Whom we have apprehended in the fact; [8] => Raising up wicked spirits from under ground, [9] => Demanding of King Henry's life and death, [10] => And other of your highness' privy-council; [11] => As more at large your grace shall understand. ) ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => by this means [2] => Your lady is forthcoming yet at London. [3] => This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge; [4] => 'Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour. ) ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart: [1] => Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers; [2] => And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee, [3] => Or to the meanest groom. ) ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones, [1] => Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby! ) ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest. [1] => And look thyself be faultless, thou wert best. ) ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal, [1] => How I have loved my king and commonweal: [2] => And, for my wife, I know not how it stands; [3] => Sorry I am to hear what I have heard: [4] => Noble she is, but if she have forgot [5] => Honour and virtue and conversed with such [6] => As, like to pitch, defile nobility, [7] => I banish her my bed and company [8] => And give her as a prey to law and shame, [9] => That hath dishonour'd Gloucester's honest name. ) ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, for this night we will repose us here: [1] => To-morrow toward London back again, [2] => To look into this business thoroughly [3] => And call these foul offenders to their answers [4] => And poise the cause in justice' equal scales, [5] => Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. London. YORK'S garden. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and WARWICK [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, my good Lords of Salisbury and Warwick, [1] => Our simple supper ended, give me leave [2] => In this close walk to satisfy myself, [3] => In craving your opinion of my title, [4] => Which is infallible, to England's crown. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => My lord, I long to hear it at full. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet York, begin: and if thy claim be good, [1] => The Nevils are thy subjects to command. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then thus: [1] => Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons: [2] => The first, Edward the Black Prince, Prince of Wales; [3] => The second, William of Hatfield, and the third, [4] => Lionel Duke of Clarence: next to whom [5] => Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of Lancaster; [6] => The fifth was Edmund Langley, Duke of York; [7] => The sixth was Thomas of Woodstock, Duke of Gloucester; [8] => William of Windsor was the seventh and last. [9] => Edward the Black Prince died before his father [10] => And left behind him Richard, his only son, [11] => Who after Edward the Third's death reign'd as king; [12] => Till Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lancaster, [13] => The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt, [14] => Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth, [15] => Seized on the realm, deposed the rightful king, [16] => Sent his poor queen to France, from whence she came, [17] => And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know, [18] => Harmless Richard was murder'd traitorously. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Father, the duke hath told the truth: [1] => Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Which now they hold by force and not by right; [1] => For Richard, the first son's heir, being dead, [2] => The issue of the next son should have reign'd. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => But William of Hatfield died without an heir. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The third son, Duke of Clarence, from whose line [1] => I claimed the crown, had issue, Philippe, a daughter, [2] => Who married Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March: [3] => Edmund had issue, Roger Earl of March; [4] => Roger had issue, Edmund, Anne and Eleanor. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke, [1] => As I have read, laid claim unto the crown; [2] => And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king, [3] => Who kept him in captivity till he died. [4] => But to the rest. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His eldest sister, Anne, [1] => My mother, being heir unto the crown [2] => Married Richard Earl of Cambridge; who was son [3] => To Edmund Langley, Edward the Third's fifth son. [4] => By her I claim the kingdom: she was heir [5] => To Roger Earl of March, who was the son [6] => Of Edmund Mortimer, who married Philippe, [7] => Sole daughter unto Lionel Duke of Clarence: [8] => So, if the issue of the elder son [9] => Succeed before the younger, I am king. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What plain proceeding is more plain than this? [1] => Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt, [2] => The fourth son; York claims it from the third. [3] => Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign: [4] => It fails not yet, but flourishes in thee [5] => And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock. [6] => Then, father Salisbury, kneel we together; [7] => And in this private plot be we the first [8] => That shall salute our rightful sovereign [9] => With honour of his birthright to the crown. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BOTH [LINE] => Long live our sovereign Richard, England's king! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We thank you, lords. But I am not your king [1] => Till I be crown'd and that my sword be stain'd [2] => With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster; [3] => And that's not suddenly to be perform'd, [4] => But with advice and silent secrecy. [5] => Do you as I do in these dangerous days: [6] => Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's insolence, [7] => At Beaufort's pride, at Somerset's ambition, [8] => At Buckingham and all the crew of them, [9] => Till they have snared the shepherd of the flock, [10] => That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphrey: [11] => 'Tis that they seek, and they in seeking that [12] => Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => My lord, break we off; we know your mind at full. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My heart assures me that the Earl of Warwick [1] => Shall one day make the Duke of York a king. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, Nevil, this I do assure myself: [1] => Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick [2] => The greatest man in England but the king. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. A hall of justice. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Sound trumpets. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, GLOUCESTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, and SALISBURY; the DUCHESS, MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, HUME, and BOLINGBROKE, under guard [1] => Exit [2] => Enter at one door, HORNER, the Armourer, and his Neighbours, drinking to him so much that he is drunk; and he enters with a drum before him and his staff with a sand-bag fastened to it; and at the other door PETER, his man, with a drum and sand-bag, and 'Prentices drinking to him [3] => Alarum. They fight, and PETER strikes him down [4] => Dies [5] => Sound a flourish. Exeunt ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloucester's wife: [1] => In sight of God and us, your guilt is great: [2] => Receive the sentence of the law for sins [3] => Such as by God's book are adjudged to death. [4] => You four, from hence to prison back again; [5] => From thence unto the place of execution: [6] => The witch in Smithfield shall be burn'd to ashes, [7] => And you three shall be strangled on the gallows. [8] => You, madam, for you are more nobly born, [9] => Despoiled of your honour in your life, [10] => Shall, after three days' open penance done, [11] => Live in your country here in banishment, [12] => With Sir John Stanley, in the Isle of Man. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Welcome is banishment; welcome were my death. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Eleanor, the law, thou see'st, hath judged thee: [1] => I cannot justify whom the law condemns. [2] => Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief. [3] => Ah, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age [4] => Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground! [5] => I beseech your majesty, give me leave to go; [6] => Sorrow would solace and mine age would ease. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt DUCHESS and other prisoners, guarded ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stay, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester: ere thou go, [1] => Give up thy staff: Henry will to himself [2] => Protector be; and God shall be my hope, [3] => My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet: [4] => And go in peace, Humphrey, no less beloved [5] => Than when thou wert protector to thy King. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I see no reason why a king of years [1] => Should be to be protected like a child. [2] => God and King Henry govern England's realm. [3] => Give up your staff, sir, and the king his realm. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My staff? here, noble Henry, is my staff: [1] => As willingly do I the same resign [2] => As e'er thy father Henry made it mine; [3] => And even as willingly at thy feet I leave it [4] => As others would ambitiously receive it. [5] => Farewell, good king: when I am dead and gone, [6] => May honourable peace attend thy throne! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, now is Henry king, and Margaret queen; [1] => And Humphrey Duke of Gloucester scarce himself, [2] => That bears so shrewd a maim; two pulls at once; [3] => His lady banish'd, and a limb lopp'd off. [4] => This staff of honour raught, there let it stand [5] => Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus droops this lofty pine and hangs his sprays; [1] => Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest days. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lords, let him go. Please it your majesty, [1] => This is the day appointed for the combat; [2] => And ready are the appellant and defendant, [3] => The armourer and his man, to enter the lists, [4] => So please your highness to behold the fight. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, good my lord; for purposely therefore [1] => Left I the court, to see this quarrel tried. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O God's name, see the lists and all things fit: [1] => Here let them end it; and God defend the right! ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I never saw a fellow worse bested, [1] => Or more afraid to fight, than is the appellant, [2] => The servant of this armourer, my lords. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Neighbour [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of [1] => sack: and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well enough. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Neighbour [LINE] => And here, neighbour, here's a cup of charneco. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Neighbour [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And here's a pot of good double beer, neighbour: [1] => drink, and fear not your man. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORNER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let it come, i' faith, and I'll pledge you all; and [1] => a fig for Peter! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First 'Prentice [LINE] => Here, Peter, I drink to thee: and be not afraid. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second 'Prentice [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy master: fight [1] => for credit of the 'prentices. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you all: drink, and pray for me, I pray [1] => you; for I think I have taken my last draught in [2] => this world. Here, Robin, an if I die, I give thee [3] => my apron: and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer: [4] => and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. O [5] => Lord bless me! I pray God! for I am never able to [6] => deal with my master, he hath learnt me so much fence already. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows. [1] => Sirrah, what's thy name? ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Peter, forsooth. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Peter! what more? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Thump. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Thump! then see thou thump thy master well. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORNER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Masters, I am come hither, as it were, upon my man's [1] => instigation, to prove him a knave and myself an [2] => honest man: and touching the Duke of York, I will [3] => take my death, I never meant him any ill, nor the [4] => king, nor the queen: and therefore, Peter, have at [5] => thee with a downright blow! ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dispatch: this knave's tongue begins to double. [1] => Sound, trumpets, alarum to the combatants! ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HORNER [LINE] => Hold, Peter, hold! I confess, I confess treason. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take away his weapon. Fellow, thank God, and the [1] => good wine in thy master's way. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O God, have I overcome mine enemy in this presence? [1] => O Peter, thou hast prevailed in right! ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, take hence that traitor from our sight; [1] => For his death we do perceive his guilt: [2] => And God in justice hath revealed to us [3] => The truth and innocence of this poor fellow, [4] => Which he had thought to have murder'd wrongfully. [5] => Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER and his Servingmen, in mourning cloaks [1] => Enter the DUCHESS in a white sheet, and a taper burning in her hand; with STANLEY, the Sheriff, and Officers [2] => Enter a Herald [3] => Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Servingmen [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud; [1] => And after summer evermore succeeds [2] => Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold: [3] => So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet. [4] => Sirs, what's o'clock? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servants [LINE] => Ten, my lord. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ten is the hour that was appointed me [1] => To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess: [2] => Uneath may she endure the flinty streets, [3] => To tread them with her tender-feeling feet. [4] => Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind abrook [5] => The abject people gazing on thy face, [6] => With envious looks, laughing at thy shame, [7] => That erst did follow thy proud chariot-wheels [8] => When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets. [9] => But, soft! I think she comes; and I'll prepare [10] => My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Servant [LINE] => So please your grace, we'll take her from the sheriff. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => No, stir not, for your lives; let her pass by. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come you, my lord, to see my open shame? [1] => Now thou dost penance too. Look how they gaze! [2] => See how the giddy multitude do point, [3] => And nod their heads, and throw their eyes on thee! [4] => Ah, Gloucester, hide thee from their hateful looks, [5] => And, in thy closet pent up, rue my shame, [6] => And ban thine enemies, both mine and thine! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Be patient, gentle Nell; forget this grief. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget myself! [1] => For whilst I think I am thy married wife [2] => And thou a prince, protector of this land, [3] => Methinks I should not thus be led along, [4] => Mail'd up in shame, with papers on my back, [5] => And followed with a rabble that rejoice [6] => To see my tears and hear my deep-fet groans. [7] => The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet, [8] => And when I start, the envious people laugh [9] => And bid me be advised how I tread. [10] => Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke? [11] => Trow'st thou that e'er I'll look upon the world, [12] => Or count them happy that enjoy the sun? [13] => No; dark shall be my light and night my day; [14] => To think upon my pomp shall be my hell. [15] => Sometime I'll say, I am Duke Humphrey's wife, [16] => And he a prince and ruler of the land: [17] => Yet so he ruled and such a prince he was [18] => As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess, [19] => Was made a wonder and a pointing-stock [20] => To every idle rascal follower. [21] => But be thou mild and blush not at my shame, [22] => Nor stir at nothing till the axe of death [23] => Hang over thee, as, sure, it shortly will; [24] => For Suffolk, he that can do all in all [25] => With her that hateth thee and hates us all, [26] => And York and impious Beaufort, that false priest, [27] => Have all limed bushes to betray thy wings, [28] => And, fly thou how thou canst, they'll tangle thee: [29] => But fear not thou, until thy foot be snared, [30] => Nor never seek prevention of thy foes. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Nell, forbear! thou aimest all awry; [1] => I must offend before I be attainted; [2] => And had I twenty times so many foes, [3] => And each of them had twenty times their power, [4] => All these could not procure me any scathe, [5] => So long as I am loyal, true and crimeless. [6] => Wouldst have me rescue thee from this reproach? [7] => Why, yet thy scandal were not wiped away [8] => But I in danger for the breach of law. [9] => Thy greatest help is quiet, gentle Nell: [10] => I pray thee, sort thy heart to patience; [11] => These few days' wonder will be quickly worn. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Herald [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I summon your grace to his majesty's parliament, [1] => Holden at Bury the first of this next month. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And my consent ne'er ask'd herein before! [1] => This is close dealing. Well, I will be there. [2] => My Nell, I take my leave: and, master sheriff, [3] => Let not her penance exceed the king's commission. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Herald ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Sheriff [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An't please your grace, here my commission stays, [1] => And Sir John Stanley is appointed now [2] => To take her with him to the Isle of Man. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Must you, Sir John, protect my lady here? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => So am I given in charge, may't please your grace. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Entreat her not the worse in that I pray [1] => You use her well: the world may laugh again; [2] => And I may live to do you kindness if [3] => You do it her: and so, Sir John, farewell! ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => What, gone, my lord, and bid me not farewell! ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Witness my tears, I cannot stay to speak. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Art thou gone too? all comfort go with thee! [1] => For none abides with me: my joy is death; [2] => Death, at whose name I oft have been afear'd, [3] => Because I wish'd this world's eternity. [4] => Stanley, I prithee, go, and take me hence; [5] => I care not whither, for I beg no favour, [6] => Only convey me where thou art commanded. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, madam, that is to the Isle of Man; [1] => There to be used according to your state. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's bad enough, for I am but reproach: [1] => And shall I then be used reproachfully? ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Like to a duchess, and Duke Humphrey's lady; [1] => According to that state you shall be used. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sheriff, farewell, and better than I fare, [1] => Although thou hast been conduct of my shame. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Sheriff [LINE] => It is my office; and, madam, pardon me. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, ay, farewell; thy office is discharged. [1] => Come, Stanley, shall we go? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, your penance done, throw off this sheet, [1] => And go we to attire you for our journey. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My shame will not be shifted with my sheet: [1] => No, it will hang upon my richest robes [2] => And show itself, attire me how I can. [3] => Go, lead the way; I long to see my prison. ) ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. The Abbey at Bury St. Edmund's. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Sound a sennet. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, CARDINAL, SUFFOLK, YORK, BUCKINGHAM, SALISBURY and WARWICK to the Parliament [1] => Enter SOMERSET [2] => Enter GLOUCESTER [3] => Exit, guarded [4] => Exeunt all but QUEEN MARGARET, CARDINAL, SUFFOLK, and YORK; SOMERSET remains apart [5] => Enter a Post [6] => Exeunt all but YORK [7] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I muse my Lord of Gloucester is not come: [1] => 'Tis not his wont to be the hindmost man, [2] => Whate'er occasion keeps him from us now. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Can you not see? or will ye not observe [1] => The strangeness of his alter'd countenance? [2] => With what a majesty he bears himself, [3] => How insolent of late he is become, [4] => How proud, how peremptory, and unlike himself? [5] => We know the time since he was mild and affable, [6] => And if we did but glance a far-off look, [7] => Immediately he was upon his knee, [8] => That all the court admired him for submission: [9] => But meet him now, and, be it in the morn, [10] => When every one will give the time of day, [11] => He knits his brow and shows an angry eye, [12] => And passeth by with stiff unbowed knee, [13] => Disdaining duty that to us belongs. [14] => Small curs are not regarded when they grin; [15] => But great men tremble when the lion roars; [16] => And Humphrey is no little man in England. [17] => First note that he is near you in descent, [18] => And should you fall, he as the next will mount. [19] => Me seemeth then it is no policy, [20] => Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears [21] => And his advantage following your decease, [22] => That he should come about your royal person [23] => Or be admitted to your highness' council. [24] => By flattery hath he won the commons' hearts, [25] => And when he please to make commotion, [26] => 'Tis to be fear'd they all will follow him. [27] => Now 'tis the spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; [28] => Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden [29] => And choke the herbs for want of husbandry. [30] => The reverent care I bear unto my lord [31] => Made me collect these dangers in the duke. [32] => If it be fond, call it a woman's fear; [33] => Which fear if better reasons can supplant, [34] => I will subscribe and say I wrong'd the duke. [35] => My Lord of Suffolk, Buckingham, and York, [36] => Reprove my allegation, if you can; [37] => Or else conclude my words effectual. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well hath your highness seen into this duke; [1] => And, had I first been put to speak my mind, [2] => I think I should have told your grace's tale. [3] => The duchess, by his subornation, [4] => Upon my life, began her devilish practises: [5] => Or, if he were not privy to those faults, [6] => Yet, by reputing of his high descent, [7] => As next the king he was successive heir, [8] => And such high vaunts of his nobility, [9] => Did instigate the bedlam brain-sick duchess [10] => By wicked means to frame our sovereign's fall. [11] => Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep; [12] => And in his simple show he harbours treason. [13] => The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb. [14] => No, no, my sovereign; Gloucester is a man [15] => Unsounded yet and full of deep deceit. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Did he not, contrary to form of law, [1] => Devise strange deaths for small offences done? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And did he not, in his protectorship, [1] => Levy great sums of money through the realm [2] => For soldiers' pay in France, and never sent it? [3] => By means whereof the towns each day revolted. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, these are petty faults to faults unknown. [1] => Which time will bring to light in smooth [2] => Duke Humphrey. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lords, at once: the care you have of us, [1] => To mow down thorns that would annoy our foot, [2] => Is worthy praise: but, shall I speak my conscience, [3] => Our kinsman Gloucester is as innocent [4] => From meaning treason to our royal person [5] => As is the sucking lamb or harmless dove: [6] => The duke is virtuous, mild and too well given [7] => To dream on evil or to work my downfall. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, what's more dangerous than this fond affiance! [1] => Seems he a dove? his feathers are but borrowed, [2] => For he's disposed as the hateful raven: [3] => Is he a lamb? his skin is surely lent him, [4] => For he's inclined as is the ravenous wolf. [5] => Who cannot steal a shape that means deceit? [6] => Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all [7] => Hangs on the cutting short that fraudful man. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => All health unto my gracious sovereign! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Welcome, Lord Somerset. What news from France? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That all your interest in those territories [1] => Is utterly bereft you; all is lost. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Cold news, Lord Somerset: but God's will be done! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => As firmly as I hope for fertile England. [2] => Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud [3] => And caterpillars eat my leaves away; [4] => But I will remedy this gear ere long, [5] => Or sell my title for a glorious grave. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => All happiness unto my lord the king! [1] => Pardon, my liege, that I have stay'd so long. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, Gloucester, know that thou art come too soon, [1] => Unless thou wert more loyal than thou art: [2] => I do arrest thee of high treason here. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, Suffolk, thou shalt not see me blush [1] => Nor change my countenance for this arrest: [2] => A heart unspotted is not easily daunted. [3] => The purest spring is not so free from mud [4] => As I am clear from treason to my sovereign: [5] => Who can accuse me? wherein am I guilty? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis thought, my lord, that you took bribes of France, [1] => And, being protector, stayed the soldiers' pay; [2] => By means whereof his highness hath lost France. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is it but thought so? what are they that think it? [1] => I never robb'd the soldiers of their pay, [2] => Nor ever had one penny bribe from France. [3] => So help me God, as I have watch'd the night, [4] => Ay, night by night, in studying good for England, [5] => That doit that e'er I wrested from the king, [6] => Or any groat I hoarded to my use, [7] => Be brought against me at my trial-day! [8] => No; many a pound of mine own proper store, [9] => Because I would not tax the needy commons, [10] => Have I disbursed to the garrisons, [11] => And never ask'd for restitution. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => It serves you well, my lord, to say so much. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => I say no more than truth, so help me God! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In your protectorship you did devise [1] => Strange tortures for offenders never heard of, [2] => That England was defamed by tyranny. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, 'tis well known that, whiles I was [1] => protector, [2] => Pity was all the fault that was in me; [3] => For I should melt at an offender's tears, [4] => And lowly words were ransom for their fault. [5] => Unless it were a bloody murderer, [6] => Or foul felonious thief that fleeced poor passengers, [7] => I never gave them condign punishment: [8] => Murder indeed, that bloody sin, I tortured [9] => Above the felon or what trespass else. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, these faults are easy, quickly answered: [1] => But mightier crimes are laid unto your charge, [2] => Whereof you cannot easily purge yourself. [3] => I do arrest you in his highness' name; [4] => And here commit you to my lord cardinal [5] => To keep, until your further time of trial. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord of Gloucester, 'tis my special hope [1] => That you will clear yourself from all suspect: [2] => My conscience tells me you are innocent. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, gracious lord, these days are dangerous: [1] => Virtue is choked with foul ambition [2] => And charity chased hence by rancour's hand; [3] => Foul subornation is predominant [4] => And equity exiled your highness' land. [5] => I know their complot is to have my life, [6] => And if my death might make this island happy, [7] => And prove the period of their tyranny, [8] => I would expend it with all willingness: [9] => But mine is made the prologue to their play; [10] => For thousands more, that yet suspect no peril, [11] => Will not conclude their plotted tragedy. [12] => Beaufort's red sparkling eyes blab his heart's malice, [13] => And Suffolk's cloudy brow his stormy hate; [14] => Sharp Buckingham unburthens with his tongue [15] => The envious load that lies upon his heart; [16] => And dogged York, that reaches at the moon, [17] => Whose overweening arm I have pluck'd back, [18] => By false accuse doth level at my life: [19] => And you, my sovereign lady, with the rest, [20] => Causeless have laid disgraces on my head, [21] => And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up [22] => My liefest liege to be mine enemy: [23] => Ay, all you have laid your heads together-- [24] => Myself had notice of your conventicles-- [25] => And all to make away my guiltless life. [26] => I shall not want false witness to condemn me, [27] => Nor store of treasons to augment my guilt; [28] => The ancient proverb will be well effected: [29] => 'A staff is quickly found to beat a dog.' ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My liege, his railing is intolerable: [1] => If those that care to keep your royal person [2] => From treason's secret knife and traitors' rage [3] => Be thus upbraided, chid and rated at, [4] => And the offender granted scope of speech, [5] => 'Twill make them cool in zeal unto your grace. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hath he not twit our sovereign lady here [1] => With ignominious words, though clerkly couch'd, [2] => As if she had suborned some to swear [3] => False allegations to o'erthrow his state? ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => But I can give the loser leave to chide. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Far truer spoke than meant: I lose, indeed; [1] => Beshrew the winners, for they play'd me false! [2] => And well such losers may have leave to speak. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He'll wrest the sense and hold us here all day: [1] => Lord cardinal, he is your prisoner. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Sirs, take away the duke, and guard him sure. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah! thus King Henry throws away his crutch [1] => Before his legs be firm to bear his body. [2] => Thus is the shepherd beaten from thy side, [3] => And wolves are gnarling who shall gnaw thee first. [4] => Ah, that my fear were false! ah, that it were! [5] => For, good King Henry, thy decay I fear. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lords, what to your wisdoms seemeth best, [1] => Do or undo, as if ourself were here. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => What, will your highness leave the parliament? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, Margaret; my heart is drown'd with grief, [1] => Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes, [2] => My body round engirt with misery, [3] => For what's more miserable than discontent? [4] => Ah, uncle Humphrey! in thy face I see [5] => The map of honour, truth and loyalty: [6] => And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come [7] => That e'er I proved thee false or fear'd thy faith. [8] => What louring star now envies thy estate, [9] => That these great lords and Margaret our queen [10] => Do seek subversion of thy harmless life? [11] => Thou never didst them wrong, nor no man wrong; [12] => And as the butcher takes away the calf [13] => And binds the wretch, and beats it when it strays, [14] => Bearing it to the bloody slaughter-house, [15] => Even so remorseless have they borne him hence; [16] => And as the dam runs lowing up and down, [17] => Looking the way her harmless young one went, [18] => And can do nought but wail her darling's loss, [19] => Even so myself bewails good Gloucester's case [20] => With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd eyes [21] => Look after him and cannot do him good, [22] => So mighty are his vowed enemies. [23] => His fortunes I will weep; and, 'twixt each groan [24] => Say 'Who's a traitor? Gloucester he is none.' ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Free lords, cold snow melts with the sun's hot beams. [1] => Henry my lord is cold in great affairs, [2] => Too full of foolish pity, and Gloucester's show [3] => Beguiles him as the mournful crocodile [4] => With sorrow snares relenting passengers, [5] => Or as the snake roll'd in a flowering bank, [6] => With shining chequer'd slough, doth sting a child [7] => That for the beauty thinks it excellent. [8] => Believe me, lords, were none more wise than I-- [9] => And yet herein I judge mine own wit good-- [10] => This Gloucester should be quickly rid the world, [11] => To rid us of the fear we have of him. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That he should die is worthy policy; [1] => But yet we want a colour for his death: [2] => 'Tis meet he be condemn'd by course of law. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, in my mind, that were no policy: [1] => The king will labour still to save his life, [2] => The commons haply rise, to save his life; [3] => And yet we have but trivial argument, [4] => More than mistrust, that shows him worthy death. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => So that, by this, you would not have him die. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Ah, York, no man alive so fain as I! ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis York that hath more reason for his death. [1] => But, my lord cardinal, and you, my Lord of Suffolk, [2] => Say as you think, and speak it from your souls, [3] => Were't not all one, an empty eagle were set [4] => To guard the chicken from a hungry kite, [5] => As place Duke Humphrey for the king's protector? ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => So the poor chicken should be sure of death. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, 'tis true; and were't not madness, then, [1] => To make the fox surveyor of the fold? [2] => Who being accused a crafty murderer, [3] => His guilt should be but idly posted over, [4] => Because his purpose is not executed. [5] => No; let him die, in that he is a fox, [6] => By nature proved an enemy to the flock, [7] => Before his chaps be stain'd with crimson blood, [8] => As Humphrey, proved by reasons, to my liege. [9] => And do not stand on quillets how to slay him: [10] => Be it by gins, by snares, by subtlety, [11] => Sleeping or waking, 'tis no matter how, [12] => So he be dead; for that is good deceit [13] => Which mates him first that first intends deceit. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Thrice-noble Suffolk, 'tis resolutely spoke. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not resolute, except so much were done; [1] => For things are often spoke and seldom meant: [2] => But that my heart accordeth with my tongue, [3] => Seeing the deed is meritorious, [4] => And to preserve my sovereign from his foe, [5] => Say but the word, and I will be his priest. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But I would have him dead, my Lord of Suffolk, [1] => Ere you can take due orders for a priest: [2] => Say you consent and censure well the deed, [3] => And I'll provide his executioner, [4] => I tender so the safety of my liege. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Here is my hand, the deed is worthy doing. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => And so say I. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I and now we three have spoke it, [1] => It skills not greatly who impugns our doom. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great lords, from Ireland am I come amain, [1] => To signify that rebels there are up [2] => And put the Englishmen unto the sword: [3] => Send succors, lords, and stop the rage betime, [4] => Before the wound do grow uncurable; [5] => For, being green, there is great hope of help. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A breach that craves a quick expedient stop! [1] => What counsel give you in this weighty cause? ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That Somerset be sent as regent thither: [1] => 'Tis meet that lucky ruler be employ'd; [2] => Witness the fortune he hath had in France. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If York, with all his far-fet policy, [1] => Had been the regent there instead of me, [2] => He never would have stay'd in France so long. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, not to lose it all, as thou hast done: [1] => I rather would have lost my life betimes [2] => Than bring a burthen of dishonour home [3] => By staying there so long till all were lost. [4] => Show me one scar character'd on thy skin: [5] => Men's flesh preserved so whole do seldom win. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, then, this spark will prove a raging fire, [1] => If wind and fuel be brought to feed it with: [2] => No more, good York; sweet Somerset, be still: [3] => Thy fortune, York, hadst thou been regent there, [4] => Might happily have proved far worse than his. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => What, worse than nought? nay, then, a shame take all! ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => And, in the number, thee that wishest shame! ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of York, try what your fortune is. [1] => The uncivil kerns of Ireland are in arms [2] => And temper clay with blood of Englishmen: [3] => To Ireland will you lead a band of men, [4] => Collected choicely, from each county some, [5] => And try your hap against the Irishmen? ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I will, my lord, so please his majesty. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, our authority is his consent, [1] => And what we do establish he confirms: [2] => Then, noble York, take thou this task in hand. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am content: provide me soldiers, lords, [1] => Whiles I take order for mine own affairs. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A charge, Lord York, that I will see perform'd. [1] => But now return we to the false Duke Humphrey. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No more of him; for I will deal with him [1] => That henceforth he shall trouble us no more. [2] => And so break off; the day is almost spent: [3] => Lord Suffolk, you and I must talk of that event. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Suffolk, within fourteen days [1] => At Bristol I expect my soldiers; [2] => For there I'll ship them all for Ireland. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => I'll see it truly done, my Lord of York. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, York, or never, steel thy fearful thoughts, [1] => And change misdoubt to resolution: [2] => Be that thou hopest to be, or what thou art [3] => Resign to death; it is not worth the enjoying: [4] => Let pale-faced fear keep with the mean-born man, [5] => And find no harbour in a royal heart. [6] => Faster than spring-time showers comes thought [7] => on thought, [8] => And not a thought but thinks on dignity. [9] => My brain more busy than the labouring spider [10] => Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies. [11] => Well, nobles, well, 'tis politicly done, [12] => To send me packing with an host of men: [13] => I fear me you but warm the starved snake, [14] => Who, cherish'd in your breasts, will sting [15] => your hearts. [16] => 'Twas men I lack'd and you will give them me: [17] => I take it kindly; and yet be well assured [18] => You put sharp weapons in a madman's hands. [19] => Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band, [20] => I will stir up in England some black storm [21] => Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell; [22] => And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage [23] => Until the golden circuit on my head, [24] => Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams, [25] => Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw. [26] => And, for a minister of my intent, [27] => I have seduced a headstrong Kentishman, [28] => John Cade of Ashford, [29] => To make commotion, as full well he can, [30] => Under the title of John Mortimer. [31] => In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade [32] => Oppose himself against a troop of kerns, [33] => And fought so long, till that his thighs with darts [34] => Were almost like a sharp-quill'd porpentine; [35] => And, in the end being rescued, I have seen [36] => Him caper upright like a wild Morisco, [37] => Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells. [38] => Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kern, [39] => Hath he conversed with the enemy, [40] => And undiscover'd come to me again [41] => And given me notice of their villanies. [42] => This devil here shall be my substitute; [43] => For that John Mortimer, which now is dead, [44] => In face, in gait, in speech, he doth resemble: [45] => By this I shall perceive the commons' mind, [46] => How they affect the house and claim of York. [47] => Say he be taken, rack'd and tortured, [48] => I know no pain they can inflict upon him [49] => Will make him say I moved him to those arms. [50] => Say that he thrive, as 'tis great like he will, [51] => Why, then from Ireland come I with my strength [52] => And reap the harvest which that rascal sow'd; [53] => For Humphrey being dead, as he shall be, [54] => And Henry put apart, the next for me. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Bury St. Edmund's. A room of state. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter certain Murderers, hastily [1] => Enter SUFFOLK [2] => Exeunt Murderers [3] => Sound trumpets. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, CARDINAL, SOMERSET, with Attendants [4] => Exit [5] => KING HENRY VI swoons [6] => Noise within. Enter WARWICK, SALISBURY, and many Commons [7] => Exit [8] => Re-enter WARWICK and others, bearing GLOUCESTER'S body on a bed [9] => Exeunt CARDINAL, SOMERSET, and others [10] => Exeunt SUFFOLK and WARWICK [11] => A noise within [12] => Re-enter SUFFOLK and WARWICK, with their weapons drawn [13] => Exit SALISBURY [14] => Exeunt all but QUEEN MARGARET and SUFFOLK [15] => Enter VAUX [16] => Exeunt severally ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Run to my Lord of Suffolk; let him know [1] => We have dispatch'd the duke, as he commanded. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O that it were to do! What have we done? [1] => Didst ever hear a man so penitent? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murder [LINE] => Here comes my lord. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Now, sirs, have you dispatch'd this thing? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Ay, my good lord, he's dead. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, that's well said. Go, get you to my house; [1] => I will reward you for this venturous deed. [2] => The king and all the peers are here at hand. [3] => Have you laid fair the bed? Is all things well, [4] => According as I gave directions? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => 'Tis, my good lord. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Away! be gone. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, call our uncle to our presence straight; [1] => Say we intend to try his grace to-day. [2] => If he be guilty, as 'tis published. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => I'll call him presently, my noble lord. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lords, take your places; and, I pray you all, [1] => Proceed no straiter 'gainst our uncle Gloucester [2] => Than from true evidence of good esteem [3] => He be approved in practise culpable. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God forbid any malice should prevail, [1] => That faultless may condemn a nobleman! [2] => Pray God he may acquit him of suspicion! ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank thee, Meg; these words content me much. [1] => How now! why look'st thou pale? why tremblest thou? [2] => Where is our uncle? what's the matter, Suffolk? ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter SUFFOLK ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Dead in his bed, my lord; Gloucester is dead. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Marry, God forfend! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God's secret judgment: I did dream to-night [1] => The duke was dumb and could not speak a word. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => How fares my lord? Help, lords! the king is dead. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Rear up his body; wring him by the nose. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Run, go, help, help! O Henry, ope thine eyes! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => He doth revive again: madam, be patient. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => O heavenly God! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => How fares my gracious lord? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Comfort, my sovereign! gracious Henry, comfort! ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, doth my Lord of Suffolk comfort me? [1] => Came he right now to sing a raven's note, [2] => Whose dismal tune bereft my vital powers; [3] => And thinks he that the chirping of a wren, [4] => By crying comfort from a hollow breast, [5] => Can chase away the first-conceived sound? [6] => Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words; [7] => Lay not thy hands on me; forbear, I say; [8] => Their touch affrights me as a serpent's sting. [9] => Thou baleful messenger, out of my sight! [10] => Upon thy eye-balls murderous tyranny [11] => Sits in grim majesty, to fright the world. [12] => Look not upon me, for thine eyes are wounding: [13] => Yet do not go away: come, basilisk, [14] => And kill the innocent gazer with thy sight; [15] => For in the shade of death I shall find joy; [16] => In life but double death, now Gloucester's dead. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why do you rate my Lord of Suffolk thus? [1] => Although the duke was enemy to him, [2] => Yet he most Christian-like laments his death: [3] => And for myself, foe as he was to me, [4] => Might liquid tears or heart-offending groans [5] => Or blood-consuming sighs recall his life, [6] => I would be blind with weeping, sick with groans, [7] => Look pale as primrose with blood-drinking sighs, [8] => And all to have the noble duke alive. [9] => What know I how the world may deem of me? [10] => For it is known we were but hollow friends: [11] => It may be judged I made the duke away; [12] => So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounded, [13] => And princes' courts be fill'd with my reproach. [14] => This get I by his death: ay me, unhappy! [15] => To be a queen, and crown'd with infamy! ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Ah, woe is me for Gloucester, wretched man! ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be woe for me, more wretched than he is. [1] => What, dost thou turn away and hide thy face? [2] => I am no loathsome leper; look on me. [3] => What! art thou, like the adder, waxen deaf? [4] => Be poisonous too and kill thy forlorn queen. [5] => Is all thy comfort shut in Gloucester's tomb? [6] => Why, then, dame Margaret was ne'er thy joy. [7] => Erect his statue and worship it, [8] => And make my image but an alehouse sign. [9] => Was I for this nigh wreck'd upon the sea [10] => And twice by awkward wind from England's bank [11] => Drove back again unto my native clime? [12] => What boded this, but well forewarning wind [13] => Did seem to say 'Seek not a scorpion's nest, [14] => Nor set no footing on this unkind shore'? [15] => What did I then, but cursed the gentle gusts [16] => And he that loosed them forth their brazen caves: [17] => And bid them blow towards England's blessed shore, [18] => Or turn our stern upon a dreadful rock [19] => Yet AEolus would not be a murderer, [20] => But left that hateful office unto thee: [21] => The pretty-vaulting sea refused to drown me, [22] => Knowing that thou wouldst have me drown'd on shore, [23] => With tears as salt as sea, through thy unkindness: [24] => The splitting rocks cower'd in the sinking sands [25] => And would not dash me with their ragged sides, [26] => Because thy flinty heart, more hard than they, [27] => Might in thy palace perish Margaret. [28] => As far as I could ken thy chalky cliffs, [29] => When from thy shore the tempest beat us back, [30] => I stood upon the hatches in the storm, [31] => And when the dusky sky began to rob [32] => My earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view, [33] => I took a costly jewel from my neck, [34] => A heart it was, bound in with diamonds, [35] => And threw it towards thy land: the sea received it, [36] => And so I wish'd thy body might my heart: [37] => And even with this I lost fair England's view [38] => And bid mine eyes be packing with my heart [39] => And call'd them blind and dusky spectacles, [40] => For losing ken of Albion's wished coast. [41] => How often have I tempted Suffolk's tongue, [42] => The agent of thy foul inconstancy, [43] => To sit and witch me, as Ascanius did [44] => When he to madding Dido would unfold [45] => His father's acts commenced in burning Troy! [46] => Am I not witch'd like her? or thou not false like him? [47] => Ay me, I can no more! die, Margaret! [48] => For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is reported, mighty sovereign, [1] => That good Duke Humphrey traitorously is murder'd [2] => By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort's means. [3] => The commons, like an angry hive of bees [4] => That want their leader, scatter up and down [5] => And care not who they sting in his revenge. [6] => Myself have calm'd their spleenful mutiny, [7] => Until they hear the order of his death. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That he is dead, good Warwick, 'tis too true; [1] => But how he died God knows, not Henry: [2] => Enter his chamber, view his breathless corpse, [3] => And comment then upon his sudden death. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That shall I do, my liege. Stay, Salisbury, [1] => With the rude multitude till I return. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Thou that judgest all things, stay my thoughts, [1] => My thoughts, that labour to persuade my soul [2] => Some violent hands were laid on Humphrey's life! [3] => If my suspect be false, forgive me, God, [4] => For judgment only doth belong to thee. [5] => Fain would I go to chafe his paly lips [6] => With twenty thousand kisses, and to drain [7] => Upon his face an ocean of salt tears, [8] => To tell my love unto his dumb deaf trunk, [9] => And with my fingers feel his hand unfeeling: [10] => But all in vain are these mean obsequies; [11] => And to survey his dead and earthly image, [12] => What were it but to make my sorrow greater? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Come hither, gracious sovereign, view this body. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That is to see how deep my grave is made; [1] => For with his soul fled all my worldly solace, [2] => For seeing him I see my life in death. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As surely as my soul intends to live [1] => With that dread King that took our state upon him [2] => To free us from his father's wrathful curse, [3] => I do believe that violent hands were laid [4] => Upon the life of this thrice-famed duke. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A dreadful oath, sworn with a solemn tongue! [1] => What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow? ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See how the blood is settled in his face. [1] => Oft have I seen a timely-parted ghost, [2] => Of ashy semblance, meagre, pale and bloodless, [3] => Being all descended to the labouring heart; [4] => Who, in the conflict that it holds with death, [5] => Attracts the same for aidance 'gainst the enemy; [6] => Which with the heart there cools and ne'er returneth [7] => To blush and beautify the cheek again. [8] => But see, his face is black and full of blood, [9] => His eye-balls further out than when he lived, [10] => Staring full ghastly like a strangled man; [11] => His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretched with struggling; [12] => His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd [13] => And tugg'd for life and was by strength subdued: [14] => Look, on the sheets his hair you see, is sticking; [15] => His well-proportion'd beard made rough and rugged, [16] => Like to the summer's corn by tempest lodged. [17] => It cannot be but he was murder'd here; [18] => The least of all these signs were probable. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, Warwick, who should do the duke to death? [1] => Myself and Beaufort had him in protection; [2] => And we, I hope, sir, are no murderers. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But both of you were vow'd Duke Humphrey's foes, [1] => And you, forsooth, had the good duke to keep: [2] => 'Tis like you would not feast him like a friend; [3] => And 'tis well seen he found an enemy. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then you, belike, suspect these noblemen [1] => As guilty of Duke Humphrey's timeless death. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh [1] => And sees fast by a butcher with an axe, [2] => But will suspect 'twas he that made the slaughter? [3] => Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest, [4] => But may imagine how the bird was dead, [5] => Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak? [6] => Even so suspicious is this tragedy. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are you the butcher, Suffolk? Where's your knife? [1] => Is Beaufort term'd a kite? Where are his talons? ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I wear no knife to slaughter sleeping men; [1] => But here's a vengeful sword, rusted with ease, [2] => That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart [3] => That slanders me with murder's crimson badge. [4] => Say, if thou darest, proud Lord of Warwick-shire, [5] => That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey's death. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => What dares not Warwick, if false Suffolk dare him? ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He dares not calm his contumelious spirit [1] => Nor cease to be an arrogant controller, [2] => Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, be still; with reverence may I say; [1] => For every word you speak in his behalf [2] => Is slander to your royal dignity. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Blunt-witted lord, ignoble in demeanor! [1] => If ever lady wrong'd her lord so much, [2] => Thy mother took into her blameful bed [3] => Some stern untutor'd churl, and noble stock [4] => Was graft with crab-tree slip; whose fruit thou art, [5] => And never of the Nevils' noble race. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But that the guilt of murder bucklers thee [1] => And I should rob the deathsman of his fee, [2] => Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames, [3] => And that my sovereign's presence makes me mild, [4] => I would, false murderous coward, on thy knee [5] => Make thee beg pardon for thy passed speech, [6] => And say it was thy mother that thou meant'st [7] => That thou thyself was born in bastardy; [8] => And after all this fearful homage done, [9] => Give thee thy hire and send thy soul to hell, [10] => Pernicious blood-sucker of sleeping men! ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou shall be waking well I shed thy blood, [1] => If from this presence thou darest go with me. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away even now, or I will drag thee hence: [1] => Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with thee [2] => And do some service to Duke Humphrey's ghost. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! [1] => Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, [2] => And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel [3] => Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => What noise is this? ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, lords! your wrathful weapons drawn [1] => Here in our presence! dare you be so bold? [2] => Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here? ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The traitorous Warwick with the men of Bury [1] => Set all upon me, mighty sovereign. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To the Commons, entering ) [1] => the king shall know your mind. [2] => Dread lord, the commons send you word by me, [3] => Unless Lord Suffolk straight be done to death, [4] => Or banished fair England's territories, [5] => They will by violence tear him from your palace [6] => And torture him with grievous lingering death. [7] => They say, by him the good Duke Humphrey died; [8] => They say, in him they fear your highness' death; [9] => And mere instinct of love and loyalty, [10] => Free from a stubborn opposite intent, [11] => As being thought to contradict your liking, [12] => Makes them thus forward in his banishment. [13] => They say, in care of your most royal person, [14] => That if your highness should intend to sleep [15] => And charge that no man should disturb your rest [16] => In pain of your dislike or pain of death, [17] => Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict, [18] => Were there a serpent seen, with forked tongue, [19] => That slily glided towards your majesty, [20] => It were but necessary you were waked, [21] => Lest, being suffer'd in that harmful slumber, [22] => The mortal worm might make the sleep eternal; [23] => And therefore do they cry, though you forbid, [24] => That they will guard you, whether you will or no, [25] => From such fell serpents as false Suffolk is, [26] => With whose envenomed and fatal sting, [27] => Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth, [28] => They say, is shamefully bereft of life. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Commons [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) [1] => Lord of Salisbury! ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis like the commons, rude unpolish'd hinds, [1] => Could send such message to their sovereign: [2] => But you, my lord, were glad to be employ'd, [3] => To show how quaint an orator you are: [4] => But all the honour Salisbury hath won [5] => Is, that he was the lord ambassador [6] => Sent from a sort of tinkers to the king. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Commons [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me. [1] => I thank them for their tender loving care; [2] => And had I not been cited so by them, [3] => Yet did I purpose as they do entreat; [4] => For, sure, my thoughts do hourly prophesy [5] => Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means: [6] => And therefore, by His majesty I swear, [7] => Whose far unworthy deputy I am, [8] => He shall not breathe infection in this air [9] => But three days longer, on the pain of death. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => O Henry, let me plead for gentle Suffolk! ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ungentle queen, to call him gentle Suffolk! [1] => No more, I say: if thou dost plead for him, [2] => Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath. [3] => Had I but said, I would have kept my word, [4] => But when I swear, it is irrevocable. [5] => If, after three days' space, thou here be'st found [6] => On any ground that I am ruler of, [7] => The world shall not be ransom for thy life. [8] => Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me; [9] => I have great matters to impart to thee. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mischance and sorrow go along with you! [1] => Heart's discontent and sour affliction [2] => Be playfellows to keep you company! [3] => There's two of you; the devil make a third! [4] => And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps! ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cease, gentle queen, these execrations, [1] => And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, coward woman and soft-hearted wretch! [1] => Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemy? ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A plague upon them! wherefore should I curse them? [1] => Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan, [2] => I would invent as bitter-searching terms, [3] => As curst, as harsh and horrible to hear, [4] => Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth, [5] => With full as many signs of deadly hate, [6] => As lean-faced Envy in her loathsome cave: [7] => My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words; [8] => Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint; [9] => Mine hair be fixed on end, as one distract; [10] => Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban: [11] => And even now my burthen'd heart would break, [12] => Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink! [13] => Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste! [14] => Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress trees! [15] => Their chiefest prospect murdering basilisks! [16] => Their softest touch as smart as lizards' sting! [17] => Their music frightful as the serpent's hiss, [18] => And boding screech-owls make the concert full! [19] => All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell-- ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Enough, sweet Suffolk; thou torment'st thyself; [1] => And these dread curses, like the sun 'gainst glass, [2] => Or like an overcharged gun, recoil, [3] => And turn the force of them upon thyself. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You bade me ban, and will you bid me leave? [1] => Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from, [2] => Well could I curse away a winter's night, [3] => Though standing naked on a mountain top, [4] => Where biting cold would never let grass grow, [5] => And think it but a minute spent in sport. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, let me entreat thee cease. Give me thy hand, [1] => That I may dew it with my mournful tears; [2] => Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place, [3] => To wash away my woful monuments. [4] => O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand, [5] => That thou mightst think upon these by the seal, [6] => Through whom a thousand sighs are breathed for thee! [7] => So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief; [8] => 'Tis but surmised whiles thou art standing by, [9] => As one that surfeits thinking on a want. [10] => I will repeal thee, or, be well assured, [11] => Adventure to be banished myself: [12] => And banished I am, if but from thee. [13] => Go; speak not to me; even now be gone. [14] => O, go not yet! Even thus two friends condemn'd [15] => Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves, [16] => Loather a hundred times to part than die. [17] => Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee! ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished; [1] => Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee. [2] => 'Tis not the land I care for, wert thou thence; [3] => A wilderness is populous enough, [4] => So Suffolk had thy heavenly company: [5] => For where thou art, there is the world itself, [6] => With every several pleasure in the world, [7] => And where thou art not, desolation. [8] => I can no more: live thou to joy thy life; [9] => Myself no joy in nought but that thou livest. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Wither goes Vaux so fast? what news, I prithee? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VAUX [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To signify unto his majesty [1] => That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death; [2] => For suddenly a grievous sickness took him, [3] => That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air, [4] => Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth. [5] => Sometimes he talks as if Duke Humphrey's ghost [6] => Were by his side; sometime he calls the king, [7] => And whispers to his pillow, as to him, [8] => The secrets of his overcharged soul; [9] => And I am sent to tell his majesty [10] => That even now he cries aloud for him. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go tell this heavy message to the king. [1] => Ay me! what is this world! what news are these! [2] => But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss, [3] => Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure? [4] => Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee, [5] => And with the southern clouds contend in tears, [6] => Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my sorrows? [7] => Now get thee hence: the king, thou know'st, is coming; [8] => If thou be found by me, thou art but dead. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit VAUX ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I depart from thee, I cannot live; [1] => And in thy sight to die, what were it else [2] => But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap? [3] => Here could I breathe my soul into the air, [4] => As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe [5] => Dying with mother's dug between its lips: [6] => Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad, [7] => And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes, [8] => To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth; [9] => So shouldst thou either turn my flying soul, [10] => Or I should breathe it so into thy body, [11] => And then it lived in sweet Elysium. [12] => To die by thee were but to die in jest; [13] => From thee to die were torture more than death: [14] => O, let me stay, befall what may befall! ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away! though parting be a fretful corrosive, [1] => It is applied to a deathful wound. [2] => To France, sweet Suffolk: let me hear from thee; [3] => For wheresoe'er thou art in this world's globe, [4] => I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => I go. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => And take my heart with thee. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A jewel, lock'd into the wofull'st cask [1] => That ever did contain a thing of worth. [2] => Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we [3] => This way fall I to death. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => This way for me. ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. A bedchamber. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter the KING, SALISBURY, WARWICK, to the CARDINAL in bed [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How fares my lord? speak, Beaufort, to [1] => thy sovereign. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If thou be'st death, I'll give thee England's treasure, [1] => Enough to purchase such another island, [2] => So thou wilt let me live, and feel no pain. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, what a sign it is of evil life, [1] => Where death's approach is seen so terrible! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bring me unto my trial when you will. [1] => Died he not in his bed? where should he die? [2] => Can I make men live, whether they will or no? [3] => O, torture me no more! I will confess. [4] => Alive again? then show me where he is: [5] => I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him. [6] => He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them. [7] => Comb down his hair; look, look! it stands upright, [8] => Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul. [9] => Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary [10] => Bring the strong poison that I bought of him. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O thou eternal Mover of the heavens. [1] => Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch! [2] => O, beat away the busy meddling fiend [3] => That lays strong siege unto this wretch's soul. [4] => And from his bosom purge this black despair! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => See, how the pangs of death do make him grin! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Disturb him not; let him pass peaceably. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be! [1] => Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss, [2] => Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. [3] => He dies, and makes no sign. O God, forgive him! ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => So bad a death argues a monstrous life. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all. [1] => Close up his eyes and draw the curtain close; [2] => And let us all to meditation. ) ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. The coast of Kent. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Fight at sea. Ordnance goes off. Enter a Captain, a Master, a Master's-mate, WALTER WHITMORE, and others; with them SUFFOLK, and others, prisoners [1] => Exeunt Whitmore and others with Suffolk [2] => Exeunt all but the First Gentleman [3] => Re-enter WHITMORE with SUFFOLK's body [4] => Exit [5] => Exit with the body ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The gaudy, blabbing and remorseful day [1] => Is crept into the bosom of the sea; [2] => And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades [3] => That drag the tragic melancholy night; [4] => Who, with their drowsy, slow and flagging wings, [5] => Clip dead men's graves and from their misty jaws [6] => Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air. [7] => Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize; [8] => For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs, [9] => Here shall they make their ransom on the sand, [10] => Or with their blood stain this discolour'd shore. [11] => Master, this prisoner freely give I thee; [12] => And thou that art his mate, make boot of this; [13] => The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Gentleman [LINE] => What is my ransom, master? let me know. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Master [LINE] => A thousand crowns, or else lay down your head. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Master's-Mate [LINE] => And so much shall you give, or off goes yours. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, think you much to pay two thousand crowns, [1] => And bear the name and port of gentlemen? [2] => Cut both the villains' throats; for die you shall: [3] => The lives of those which we have lost in fight [4] => Be counterpoised with such a petty sum! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Gentleman [LINE] => I'll give it, sir; and therefore spare my life. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Gentleman [LINE] => And so will I and write home for it straight. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboard, [1] => And therefore to revenge it, shalt thou die; [2] => And so should these, if I might have my will. ) [STAGEDIR] => To SUFFOLK ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Be not so rash; take ransom, let him live. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look on my George; I am a gentleman: [1] => Rate me at what thou wilt, thou shalt be paid. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And so am I; my name is Walter Whitmore. [1] => How now! why start'st thou? what, doth [2] => death affright? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy name affrights me, in whose sound is death. [1] => A cunning man did calculate my birth [2] => And told me that by water I should die: [3] => Yet let not this make thee be bloody-minded; [4] => Thy name is Gaultier, being rightly sounded. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Gaultier or Walter, which it is, I care not: [1] => Never yet did base dishonour blur our name, [2] => But with our sword we wiped away the blot; [3] => Therefore, when merchant-like I sell revenge, [4] => Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defaced, [5] => And I proclaim'd a coward through the world! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stay, Whitmore; for thy prisoner is a prince, [1] => The Duke of Suffolk, William de la Pole. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => The Duke of Suffolk muffled up in rags! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but these rags are no part of the duke: [1] => Jove sometimes went disguised, and why not I? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => But Jove was never slain, as thou shalt be. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Obscure and lowly swain, King Henry's blood, [1] => The honourable blood of Lancaster, [2] => Must not be shed by such a jaded groom. [3] => Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand and held my stirrup? [4] => Bare-headed plodded by my foot-cloth mule [5] => And thought thee happy when I shook my head? [6] => How often hast thou waited at my cup, [7] => Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the board. [8] => When I have feasted with Queen Margaret? [9] => Remember it and let it make thee crest-fall'n, [10] => Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride; [11] => How in our voiding lobby hast thou stood [12] => And duly waited for my coming forth? [13] => This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf, [14] => And therefore shall it charm thy riotous tongue. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Speak, captain, shall I stab the forlorn swain? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => First let my words stab him, as he hath me. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Base slave, thy words are blunt and so art thou. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Convey him hence and on our longboat's side [1] => Strike off his head. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Thou darest not, for thy own. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Yes, Pole. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Pole! ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pool! Sir Pool! lord! [1] => Ay, kennel, puddle, sink; whose filth and dirt [2] => Troubles the silver spring where England drinks. [3] => Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth [4] => For swallowing the treasure of the realm: [5] => Thy lips that kiss'd the queen shall sweep the ground; [6] => And thou that smiledst at good Duke Humphrey's death, [7] => Against the senseless winds shalt grin in vain, [8] => Who in contempt shall hiss at thee again: [9] => And wedded be thou to the hags of hell, [10] => For daring to affy a mighty lord [11] => Unto the daughter of a worthless king, [12] => Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem. [13] => By devilish policy art thou grown great, [14] => And, like ambitious Sylla, overgorged [15] => With gobbets of thy mother's bleeding heart. [16] => By thee Anjou and Maine were sold to France, [17] => The false revolting Normans thorough thee [18] => Disdain to call us lord, and Picardy [19] => Hath slain their governors, surprised our forts, [20] => And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home. [21] => The princely Warwick, and the Nevils all, [22] => Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in vain, [23] => As hating thee, are rising up in arms: [24] => And now the house of York, thrust from the crown [25] => By shameful murder of a guiltless king [26] => And lofty proud encroaching tyranny, [27] => Burns with revenging fire; whose hopeful colours [28] => Advance our half-faced sun, striving to shine, [29] => Under the which is writ 'Invitis nubibus.' [30] => The commons here in Kent are up in arms: [31] => And, to conclude, reproach and beggary [32] => Is crept into the palace of our king. [33] => And all by thee. Away! convey him hence. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder [1] => Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges! [2] => Small things make base men proud: this villain here, [3] => Being captain of a pinnace, threatens more [4] => Than Bargulus the strong Illyrian pirate. [5] => Drones suck not eagles' blood but rob beehives: [6] => It is impossible that I should die [7] => By such a lowly vassal as thyself. [8] => Thy words move rage and not remorse in me: [9] => I go of message from the queen to France; [10] => I charge thee waft me safely cross the Channel. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Walter,-- ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Come, Suffolk, I must waft thee to thy death. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Gelidus timor occupat artus it is thee I fear. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou shalt have cause to fear before I leave thee. [1] => What, are ye daunted now? now will ye stoop? ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Gentleman [LINE] => My gracious lord, entreat him, speak him fair. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Suffolk's imperial tongue is stern and rough, [1] => Used to command, untaught to plead for favour. [2] => Far be it we should honour such as these [3] => With humble suit: no, rather let my head [4] => Stoop to the block than these knees bow to any [5] => Save to the God of heaven and to my king; [6] => And sooner dance upon a bloody pole [7] => Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom. [8] => True nobility is exempt from fear: [9] => More can I bear than you dare execute. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Hale him away, and let him talk no more. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SUFFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, soldiers, show what cruelty ye can, [1] => That this my death may never be forgot! [2] => Great men oft die by vile bezonians: [3] => A Roman sworder and banditto slave [4] => Murder'd sweet Tully; Brutus' bastard hand [5] => Stabb'd Julius Caesar; savage islanders [6] => Pompey the Great; and Suffolk dies by pirates. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Captain [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And as for these whose ransom we have set, [1] => It is our pleasure one of them depart; [2] => Therefore come you with us and let him go. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WHITMORE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There let his head and lifeless body lie, [1] => Until the queen his mistress bury it. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Gentleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O barbarous and bloody spectacle! [1] => His body will I bear unto the king: [2] => If he revenge it not, yet will his friends; [3] => So will the queen, that living held him dear. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Blackheath. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GEORGE BEVIS and JOHN HOLLAND [1] => Drum. Enter CADE, DICK the Butcher, SMITH the Weaver, and a Sawyer, with infinite numbers [2] => Enter some, bringing forward the Clerk of Chatham [3] => Exit one with the Clerk [4] => Enter MICHAEL [5] => Enter SIR HUMPHREY and WILLIAM STAFFORD, with drum and soldiers [6] => Exeunt WILLIAM STAFFORD and SIR HUMPHREY, and soldiers [7] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, and get thee a sword, though made of a lath; [1] => they have been up these two days. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => They have the more need to sleep now, then. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress [1] => the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it [1] => was never merry world in England since gentlemen came up. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => O miserable age! virtue is not regarded in handicrafts-men. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => The nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => True; and yet it is said, labour in thy vocation; [1] => which is as much to say as, let the magistrates be [2] => labouring men; and therefore should we be [3] => magistrates. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou hast hit it; for there's no better sign of a [1] => brave mind than a hard hand. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I see them! I see them! there's Best's son, the [1] => tanner of Wingham,-- ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He shall have the skin of our enemies, to make [1] => dog's-leather of. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => And Dick the Butcher,-- ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity's [1] => throat cut like a calf. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => And Smith the weaver,-- ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => Argo, their thread of life is spun. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => Come, come, let's fall in with them. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father,-- ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For our enemies shall fall before us, inspired with [1] => the spirit of putting down kings and princes, [2] => --Command silence. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Silence! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => My father was a Mortimer,-- ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => bricklayer. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => My mother a Plantagenet,-- ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => My wife descended of the Lacies,-- ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => sold many laces. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => furred pack, she washes bucks here at home. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Therefore am I of an honourable house. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => and there was he borne, under a hedge, for his [2] => father had never a house but the cage. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Valiant I am. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => I am able to endure much. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => whipped three market-days together. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => I fear neither sword nor fire. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be brave, then; for your captain is brave, and vows [1] => reformation. There shall be in England seven [2] => halfpenny loaves sold for a penny: the three-hooped [3] => pot; shall have ten hoops and I will make it felony [4] => to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in [5] => common; and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to [6] => grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,-- ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => God save your majesty! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you, good people: there shall be no money; [1] => all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will [2] => apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree [3] => like brothers and worship me their lord. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable [1] => thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should [2] => be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled [3] => o'er, should undo a man? Some say the bee stings: [4] => but I say, 'tis the bee's wax; for I did but seal [5] => once to a thing, and I was never mine own man [6] => since. How now! who's there? ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The clerk of Chatham: he can write and read and [1] => cast accompt. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => O monstrous! ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => We took him setting of boys' copies. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Here's a villain! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Has a book in his pocket with red letters in't. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Nay, then, he is a conjurer. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Nay, he can make obligations, and write court-hand. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am sorry for't: the man is a proper man, of mine [1] => honour; unless I find him guilty, he shall not die. [2] => Come hither, sirrah, I must examine thee: what is thy name? ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Clerk [LINE] => Emmanuel. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They use to write it on the top of letters: 'twill [1] => go hard with you. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me alone. Dost thou use to write thy name? or [1] => hast thou a mark to thyself, like an honest [2] => plain-dealing man? ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLERK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, I thank God, I have been so well brought up [1] => that I can write my name. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He hath confessed: away with him! he's a villain [1] => and a traitor. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away with him, I say! hang him with his pen and [1] => ink-horn about his neck. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MICHAEL [LINE] => Where's our general? ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Here I am, thou particular fellow. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MICHAEL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his [1] => brother are hard by, with the king's forces. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell thee down. He [1] => shall be encountered with a man as good as himself: [2] => he is but a knight, is a'? ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MICHAEL [LINE] => No. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To equal him, I will make myself a knight presently. [1] => Rise up Sir John Mortimer. [2] => Now have at him! ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Kneels [1] => Rises ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIR HUMPHREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of Kent, [1] => Mark'd for the gallows, lay your weapons down; [2] => Home to your cottages, forsake this groom: [3] => The king is merciful, if you revolt. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WILLIAM STAFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But angry, wrathful, and inclined to blood, [1] => If you go forward; therefore yield, or die. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As for these silken-coated slaves, I pass not: [1] => It is to you, good people, that I speak, [2] => Over whom, in time to come, I hope to reign; [3] => For I am rightful heir unto the crown. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIR HUMPHREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villain, thy father was a plasterer; [1] => And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not? ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => And Adam was a gardener. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WILLIAM STAFFORD [LINE] => And what of that? ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, this: Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March. [1] => Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, did he not? ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIR HUMPHREY [LINE] => Ay, sir. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => By her he had two children at one birth. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WILLIAM STAFFORD [LINE] => That's false. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, there's the question; but I say, 'tis true: [1] => The elder of them, being put to nurse, [2] => Was by a beggar-woman stolen away; [3] => And, ignorant of his birth and parentage, [4] => Became a bricklayer when he came to age: [5] => His son am I; deny it, if you can. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Nay, 'tis too true; therefore he shall be king. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and [1] => the bricks are alive at this day to testify it; [2] => therefore deny it not. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIR HUMPHREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And will you credit this base drudge's words, [1] => That speaks he knows not what? ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => Ay, marry, will we; therefore get ye gone. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WILLIAM STAFFORD [LINE] => Jack Cade, the Duke of York hath taught you this. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => Go to, sirrah, tell the king from me, that, for his [2] => father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys [3] => went to span-counter for French crowns, I am content [4] => he shall reign; but I'll be protector over him. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And furthermore, well have the Lord Say's head for [1] => selling the dukedom of Maine. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And good reason; for thereby is England mained, and [1] => fain to go with a staff, but that my puissance holds [2] => it up. Fellow kings, I tell you that that Lord Say [3] => hath gelded the commonwealth, and made it an eunuch: [4] => and more than that, he can speak French; and [5] => therefore he is a traitor. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIR HUMPHREY [LINE] => O gross and miserable ignorance! ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, answer, if you can: the Frenchmen are our [1] => enemies; go to, then, I ask but this: can he that [2] => speaks with the tongue of an enemy be a good [3] => counsellor, or no? ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => No, no; and therefore we'll have his head. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WILLIAM STAFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, seeing gentle words will not prevail, [1] => Assail them with the army of the king. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SIR HUMPHREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Herald, away; and throughout every town [1] => Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade; [2] => That those which fly before the battle ends [3] => May, even in their wives' and children's sight, [4] => Be hang'd up for example at their doors: [5] => And you that be the king's friends, follow me. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And you that love the commons, follow me. [1] => Now show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty. [2] => We will not leave one lord, one gentleman: [3] => Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon; [4] => For they are thrifty honest men, and such [5] => As would, but that they dare not, take our parts. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => They are all in order and march toward us. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But then are we in order when we are most [1] => out of order. Come, march forward. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Another part of Blackheath. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarums to the fight, wherein SIR HUMPHREY and WILLIAM STAFFORD are slain. Enter CADE and the rest [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Where's Dick, the butcher of Ashford? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Here, sir. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They fell before thee like sheep and oxen, and thou [1] => behavedst thyself as if thou hadst been in thine own [2] => slaughter-house: therefore thus will I reward thee, [3] => the Lent shall be as long again as it is; and thou [4] => shalt have a licence to kill for a hundred lacking [5] => one. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => I desire no more. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, to speak truth, thou deservest no less. This [1] => monument of the victory will I bear; [2] => and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse' heels [3] => till I do come to London, where we will have the [4] => mayor's sword borne before us. ) [STAGEDIR] => Putting on SIR HUMPHREY'S brigandine ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If we mean to thrive and do good, break open the [1] => gaols and let out the prisoners. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, let's march [1] => towards London. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KING HENRY VI with a supplication, and the QUEEN with SUFFOLK'S head, BUCKINGHAM and Lord SAY [1] => Enter a Messenger [2] => Enter another Messenger [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind, [1] => And makes it fearful and degenerate; [2] => Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep. [3] => But who can cease to weep and look on this? [4] => Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast: [5] => But where's the body that I should embrace? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What answer makes your grace to the rebels' [1] => supplication? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll send some holy bishop to entreat; [1] => For God forbid so many simple souls [2] => Should perish by the sword! And I myself, [3] => Rather than bloody war shall cut them short, [4] => Will parley with Jack Cade their general: [5] => But stay, I'll read it over once again. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, barbarous villains! hath this lovely face [1] => Ruled, like a wandering planet, over me, [2] => And could it not enforce them to relent, [3] => That were unworthy to behold the same? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Ay, but I hope your highness shall have his. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now, madam! [1] => Still lamenting and mourning for Suffolk's death? [2] => I fear me, love, if that I had been dead, [3] => Thou wouldst not have mourn'd so much for me. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => No, my love, I should not mourn, but die for thee. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => How now! what news? why comest thou in such haste? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The rebels are in Southwark; fly, my lord! [1] => Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer, [2] => Descended from the Duke of Clarence' house, [3] => And calls your grace usurper openly [4] => And vows to crown himself in Westminster. [5] => His army is a ragged multitude [6] => Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless: [7] => Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother's death [8] => Hath given them heart and courage to proceed: [9] => All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen, [10] => They call false caterpillars, and intend their death. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => O graceless men! they know not what they do. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious lord, return to Killingworth, [1] => Until a power be raised to put them down. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, were the Duke of Suffolk now alive, [1] => These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord Say, the traitors hate thee; [1] => Therefore away with us to Killingworth. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So might your grace's person be in danger. [1] => The sight of me is odious in their eyes; [2] => And therefore in this city will I stay [3] => And live alone as secret as I may. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Jack Cade hath gotten London bridge: [1] => The citizens fly and forsake their houses: [2] => The rascal people, thirsting after prey, [3] => Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear [4] => To spoil the city and your royal court. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Then linger not, my lord, away, take horse. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Come, Margaret; God, our hope, will succor us. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => My hope is gone, now Suffolk is deceased. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Farewell, my lord: trust not the Kentish rebels. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Trust nobody, for fear you be betray'd. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The trust I have is in mine innocence, [1] => And therefore am I bold and resolute. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. London. The Tower. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter SCALES upon the Tower, walking. Then enter two or three Citizens below [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SCALES [LINE] => How now! is Jack Cade slain? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have [1] => won the bridge, killing all those that withstand [2] => them: the lord mayor craves aid of your honour from [3] => the Tower, to defend the city from the rebels. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SCALES [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Such aid as I can spare you shall command; [1] => But I am troubled here with them myself; [2] => The rebels have assay'd to win the Tower. [3] => But get you to Smithfield, and gather head, [4] => And thither I will send you Matthew Goffe; [5] => Fight for your king, your country and your lives; [6] => And so, farewell, for I must hence again. ) ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. London. Cannon Street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter CADE and the rest, and strikes his staff on London-stone [1] => Enter a Soldier, running [2] => They kill him [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting [1] => upon London-stone, I charge and command that, of the [2] => city's cost, the pissing-conduit run nothing but [3] => claret wine this first year of our reign. And now [4] => henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls [5] => me other than Lord Mortimer. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Soldier [LINE] => Jack Cade! Jack Cade! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Knock him down there. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If this fellow be wise, he'll never call ye Jack [1] => Cade more: I think he hath a very fair warning. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, there's an army gathered together in [1] => Smithfield. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, then, let's go fight with them; but first, go [1] => and set London bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn [2] => down the Tower too. Come, let's away. ) ) ) ) [6] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VII. London. Smithfield. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarums. MATTHEW GOFFE is slain, and all the rest. Then enter CADE, with his company. [1] => Enter a Messenger [2] => Enter BEVIS, with Lord SAY [3] => Re-enter one with the heads [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, sirs: now go some and pull down the Savoy; [1] => others to the inns of court; down with them all. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => I have a suit unto your lordship. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Only that the laws of England may come out of your mouth. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => thrust in the mouth with a spear, and 'tis not whole [2] => yet. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SMITH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => breath stinks with eating toasted cheese. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have thought upon it, it shall be so. Away, burn [1] => all the records of the realm: my mouth shall be [2] => the parliament of England. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HOLLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => unless his teeth be pulled out. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => And henceforward all things shall be in common. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, a prize, a prize! here's the Lord Say, [1] => which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay [2] => one and twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the [3] => pound, the last subsidy. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times. Ah, [1] => thou say, thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord! now [2] => art thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction [3] => regal. What canst thou answer to my majesty for [4] => giving up of Normandy unto Mounsieur Basimecu, the [5] => dauphin of France? Be it known unto thee by these [6] => presence, even the presence of Lord Mortimer, that I [7] => am the besom that must sweep the court clean of such [8] => filth as thou art. Thou hast most traitorously [9] => corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a [10] => grammar school; and whereas, before, our forefathers [11] => had no other books but the score and the tally, thou [12] => hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to [13] => the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast built a [14] => paper-mill. It will be proved to thy face that thou [15] => hast men about thee that usually talk of a noun and [16] => a verb, and such abominable words as no Christian [17] => ear can endure to hear. Thou hast appointed [18] => justices of peace, to call poor men before them [19] => about matters they were not able to answer. [20] => Moreover, thou hast put them in prison; and because [21] => they could not read, thou hast hanged them; when, [22] => indeed, only for that cause they have been most [23] => worthy to live. Thou dost ride in a foot-cloth, dost thou not? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => What of that? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy horse wear a [1] => cloak, when honester men than thou go in their hose [2] => and doublets. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And work in their shirt too; as myself, for example, [1] => that am a butcher. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => You men of Kent,-- ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => What say you of Kent? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Nothing but this; 'tis 'bona terra, mala gens.' ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Away with him, away with him! he speaks Latin. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will. [1] => Kent, in the Commentaries Caesar writ, [2] => Is term'd the civil'st place of this isle: [3] => Sweet is the country, because full of riches; [4] => The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy; [5] => Which makes me hope you are not void of pity. [6] => I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy, [7] => Yet, to recover them, would lose my life. [8] => Justice with favour have I always done; [9] => Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never. [10] => When have I aught exacted at your hands, [11] => But to maintain the king, the realm and you? [12] => Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clerks, [13] => Because my book preferr'd me to the king, [14] => And seeing ignorance is the curse of God, [15] => Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven, [16] => Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, [17] => You cannot but forbear to murder me: [18] => This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings [19] => For your behoof,-- ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Tut, when struck'st thou one blow in the field? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great men have reaching hands: oft have I struck [1] => Those that I never saw and struck them dead. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BEVIS [LINE] => O monstrous coward! what, to come behind folks? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => These cheeks are pale for watching for your good. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Give him a box o' the ear and that will make 'em red again. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Long sitting to determine poor men's causes [1] => Hath made me full of sickness and diseases. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Ye shall have a hempen caudle, then, and the help of hatchet. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Why dost thou quiver, man? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => The palsy, and not fear, provokes me. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, he nods at us, as who should say, I'll be even [1] => with you: I'll see if his head will stand steadier [2] => on a pole, or no. Take him away, and behead him. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell me wherein have I offended most? [1] => Have I affected wealth or honour? speak. [2] => Are my chests fill'd up with extorted gold? [3] => Is my apparel sumptuous to behold? [4] => Whom have I injured, that ye seek my death? [5] => These hands are free from guiltless bloodshedding, [6] => This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts. [7] => O, let me live! ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => but I'll bridle it: he shall die, an it be but for [2] => pleading so well for his life. Away with him! he [3] => has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks not o' [4] => God's name. Go, take him away, I say, and strike [5] => off his head presently; and then break into his [6] => son-in-law's house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off [7] => his head, and bring them both upon two poles hither. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => It shall be done. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SAY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, countrymen! if when you make your prayers, [1] => God should be so obdurate as yourselves, [2] => How would it fare with your departed souls? [3] => And therefore yet relent, and save my life. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away with him! and do as I command ye. [1] => The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a head [2] => on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute; there [3] => shall not a maid be married, but she shall pay to me [4] => her maidenhead ere they have it: men shall hold of [5] => me in capite; and we charge and command that their [6] => wives be as free as heart can wish or tongue can tell. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt some with Lord SAY ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside and take up [1] => commodities upon our bills? ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Marry, presently. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => O, brave! ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But is not this braver? Let them kiss one another, [1] => for they loved well when they were alive. Now part [2] => them again, lest they consult about the giving up of [3] => some more towns in France. Soldiers, defer the [4] => spoil of the city until night: for with these borne [5] => before us, instead of maces, will we ride through [6] => the streets, and at every corner have them kiss. Away! ) ) ) ) [7] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VIII. Southwark. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum and retreat. Enter CADE and all his rabblement [1] => Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD, attended [2] => Exit [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Up Fish Street! down Saint Magnus' Corner! Kill [1] => and knock down! throw them into Thames! [2] => What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold to [3] => sound retreat or parley, when I command them kill? ) [STAGEDIR] => Sound a parley ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, here they be that dare and will disturb thee: [1] => Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king [2] => Unto the commons whom thou hast misled; [3] => And here pronounce free pardon to them all [4] => That will forsake thee and go home in peace. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent, [1] => And yield to mercy whilst 'tis offer'd you; [2] => Or let a rebel lead you to your deaths? [3] => Who loves the king and will embrace his pardon, [4] => Fling up his cap, and say 'God save his majesty!' [5] => Who hateth him and honours not his father, [6] => Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake, [7] => Shake he his weapon at us and pass by. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => God save the king! God save the king! ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, Buckingham and Clifford, are ye so brave? And [1] => you, base peasants, do ye believe him? will you [2] => needs be hanged with your pardons about your necks? [3] => Hath my sword therefore broke through London gates, [4] => that you should leave me at the White Hart in [5] => Southwark? I thought ye would never have given out [6] => these arms till you had recovered your ancient [7] => freedom: but you are all recreants and dastards, [8] => and delight to live in slavery to the nobility. Let [9] => them break your backs with burthens, take your [10] => houses over your heads, ravish your wives and [11] => daughters before your faces: for me, I will make [12] => shift for one; and so, God's curse light upon you [13] => all! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth, [1] => That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him? [2] => Will he conduct you through the heart of France, [3] => And make the meanest of you earls and dukes? [4] => Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; [5] => Nor knows he how to live but by the spoil, [6] => Unless by robbing of your friends and us. [7] => Were't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar, [8] => The fearful French, whom you late vanquished, [9] => Should make a start o'er seas and vanquish you? [10] => Methinks already in this civil broil [11] => I see them lording it in London streets, [12] => Crying 'Villiago!' unto all they meet. [13] => Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry [14] => Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy. [15] => To France, to France, and get what you have lost; [16] => Spare England, for it is your native coast; [17] => Henry hath money, you are strong and manly; [18] => God on our side, doubt not of victory. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => A Clifford! a Clifford! we'll follow the king and Clifford. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was ever feather so lightly blown to and fro as this [1] => multitude? The name of Henry the Fifth hales them [2] => to an hundred mischiefs, and makes them leave me [3] => desolate. I see them lay their heads together to [4] => surprise me. My sword make way for me, for here is [5] => no staying. In despite of the devils and hell, have [6] => through the very middest of you? and heavens and [7] => honour be witness, that no want of resolution in me. [8] => but only my followers' base and ignominious [9] => treasons, makes me betake me to my heels. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, is he fled? Go some, and follow him; [1] => And he that brings his head unto the king [2] => Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward. [3] => Follow me, soldiers: we'll devise a mean [4] => To reconcile you all unto the king. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt some of them ) ) ) [8] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IX. Kenilworth Castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Sound Trumpets. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, and SOMERSET, on the terrace [1] => Enter BUCKINGHAM and CLIFFORD [2] => Enter below, multitudes, with halters about their necks [3] => Enter a Messenger [4] => Flourish. Exeunt ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was ever king that joy'd an earthly throne, [1] => And could command no more content than I? [2] => No sooner was I crept out of my cradle [3] => But I was made a king, at nine months old. [4] => Was never subject long'd to be a king [5] => As I do long and wish to be a subject. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Health and glad tidings to your majesty! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, Buckingham, is the traitor Cade surprised? [1] => Or is he but retired to make him strong? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield; [1] => And humbly thus, with halters on their necks, [2] => Expect your highness' doom of life or death. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates, [1] => To entertain my vows of thanks and praise! [2] => Soldiers, this day have you redeemed your lives, [3] => And show'd how well you love your prince and country: [4] => Continue still in this so good a mind, [5] => And Henry, though he be infortunate, [6] => Assure yourselves, will never be unkind: [7] => And so, with thanks and pardon to you all, [8] => I do dismiss you to your several countries. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ALL [LINE] => God save the king! God save the king! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Please it your grace to be advertised [1] => The Duke of York is newly come from Ireland, [2] => And with a puissant and a mighty power [3] => Of gallowglasses and stout kerns [4] => Is marching hitherward in proud array, [5] => And still proclaimeth, as he comes along, [6] => His arms are only to remove from thee [7] => The Duke of Somerset, whom he terms traitor. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cade and York distress'd. [1] => Like to a ship that, having 'scaped a tempest, [2] => Is straightway calm'd and boarded with a pirate: [3] => But now is Cade driven back, his men dispersed; [4] => And now is York in arms to second him. [5] => I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him, [6] => And ask him what's the reason of these arms. [7] => Tell him I'll send Duke Edmund to the Tower; [8] => And, Somerset, we'll commit thee thither, [9] => Until his army be dismiss'd from him. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, [1] => I'll yield myself to prison willingly, [2] => Or unto death, to do my country good. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In any case, be not too rough in terms; [1] => For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal [1] => As all things shall redound unto your good. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, wife, let's in, and learn to govern better; [1] => For yet may England curse my wretched reign. ) ) ) ) [9] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE X. Kent. IDEN's garden. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter CADE [1] => Enter IDEN [2] => Dies [3] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie on ambition! fie on myself, that have a sword, [1] => and yet am ready to famish! These five days have I [2] => hid me in these woods and durst not peep out, for [3] => all the country is laid for me; but now am I so [4] => hungry that if I might have a lease of my life for a [5] => thousand years I could stay no longer. Wherefore, [6] => on a brick wall have I climbed into this garden, to [7] => see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet another [8] => while, which is not amiss to cool a man's stomach [9] => this hot weather. And I think this word 'sallet' [10] => was born to do me good: for many a time, but for a [11] => sallet, my brainpan had been cleft with a brown [12] => bill; and many a time, when I have been dry and [13] => bravely marching, it hath served me instead of a [14] => quart pot to drink in; and now the word 'sallet' [15] => must serve me to feed on. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord, who would live turmoiled in the court, [1] => And may enjoy such quiet walks as these? [2] => This small inheritance my father left me [3] => Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy. [4] => I seek not to wax great by others' waning, [5] => Or gather wealth, I care not, with what envy: [6] => Sufficeth that I have maintains my state [7] => And sends the poor well pleased from my gate. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me for a [1] => stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave. [2] => Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand [3] => crowns of the king carrying my head to him: but [4] => I'll make thee eat iron like an ostrich, and swallow [5] => my sword like a great pin, ere thou and I part. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, [1] => I know thee not; why, then, should I betray thee? [2] => Is't not enough to break into my garden, [3] => And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds, [4] => Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner, [5] => But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brave thee! ay, by the best blood that ever was [1] => broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well: I [2] => have eat no meat these five days; yet, come thou and [3] => thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead [4] => as a doornail, I pray God I may never eat grass more. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England stands, [1] => That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent, [2] => Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man. [3] => Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine, [4] => See if thou canst outface me with thy looks: [5] => Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser; [6] => Thy hand is but a finger to my fist, [7] => Thy leg a stick compared with this truncheon; [8] => My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast; [9] => And if mine arm be heaved in the air, [10] => Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. [11] => As for words, whose greatness answers words, [12] => Let this my sword report what speech forbears. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By my valour, the most complete champion that ever I [1] => heard! Steel, if thou turn the edge, or cut not out [2] => the burly-boned clown in chines of beef ere thou [3] => sleep in thy sheath, I beseech God on my knees thou [4] => mayst be turned to hobnails. [5] => O, I am slain! famine and no other hath slain me: [6] => let ten thousand devils come against me, and give me [7] => but the ten meals I have lost, and I'll defy them [8] => all. Wither, garden; and be henceforth a [9] => burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, [10] => because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled. ) [STAGEDIR] => Here they fight. CADE falls ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor? [1] => Sword, I will hollow thee for this thy deed, [2] => And hang thee o'er my tomb when I am dead: [3] => Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point; [4] => But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat, [5] => To emblaze the honour that thy master got. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CADE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Iden, farewell, and be proud of thy victory. Tell [1] => Kent from me, she hath lost her best man, and exhort [2] => all the world to be cowards; for I, that never [3] => feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valour. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How much thou wrong'st me, heaven be my judge. [1] => Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee; [2] => And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, [3] => So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell. [4] => Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels [5] => Unto a dunghill which shall be thy grave, [6] => And there cut off thy most ungracious head; [7] => Which I will bear in triumph to the king, [8] => Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon. ) ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Fields between Dartford and Blackheath. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter YORK, and his army of Irish, with drum and colours [1] => Enter KING HENRY VI and Attendants [2] => Enter IDEN, with CADE'S head [3] => Rises [4] => Enter QUEEN MARGARET and SOMERSET [5] => Exit BUCKINGHAM [6] => Enter CLIFFORD and YOUNG CLIFFORD [7] => Kneels [8] => Enter the WARWICK and SALISBURY [9] => Exeunt severally ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => From Ireland thus comes York to claim his right, [1] => And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: [2] => Ring, bells, aloud; burn, bonfires, clear and bright, [3] => To entertain great England's lawful king. [4] => Ah! sancta majestas, who would not buy thee dear? [5] => Let them obey that know not how to rule; [6] => This hand was made to handle naught but gold. [7] => I cannot give due action to my words, [8] => Except a sword or sceptre balance it: [9] => A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul, [10] => On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France. [11] => Whom have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me? [12] => The king hath sent him, sure: I must dissemble. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter BUCKINGHAM ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee well. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy greeting. [1] => Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, [1] => To know the reason of these arms in peace; [2] => Or why thou, being a subject as I am, [3] => Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn, [4] => Should raise so great a power without his leave, [5] => Or dare to bring thy force so near the court. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => O, I could hew up rocks and fight with flint, [2] => I am so angry at these abject terms; [3] => And now, like Ajax Telamonius, [4] => On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury. [5] => I am far better born than is the king, [6] => More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts: [7] => But I must make fair weather yet a while, [8] => Till Henry be more weak and I more strong,-- [9] => Buckingham, I prithee, pardon me, [10] => That I have given no answer all this while; [11] => My mind was troubled with deep melancholy. [12] => The cause why I have brought this army hither [13] => Is to remove proud Somerset from the king, [14] => Seditious to his grace and to the state. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That is too much presumption on thy part: [1] => But if thy arms be to no other end, [2] => The king hath yielded unto thy demand: [3] => The Duke of Somerset is in the Tower. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Upon thine honour, is he prisoner? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Upon mine honour, he is prisoner. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers. [1] => Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves; [2] => Meet me to-morrow in St. George's field, [3] => You shall have pay and every thing you wish. [4] => And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry, [5] => Command my eldest son, nay, all my sons, [6] => As pledges of my fealty and love; [7] => I'll send them all as willing as I live: [8] => Lands, goods, horse, armour, any thing I have, [9] => Is his to use, so Somerset may die. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => York, I commend this kind submission: [1] => We twain will go into his highness' tent. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us, [1] => That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In all submission and humility [1] => York doth present himself unto your highness. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Then what intends these forces thou dost bring? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To heave the traitor Somerset from hence, [1] => And fight against that monstrous rebel Cade, [2] => Who since I heard to be discomfited. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If one so rude and of so mean condition [1] => May pass into the presence of a king, [2] => Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head, [3] => The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The head of Cade! Great God, how just art Thou! [1] => O, let me view his visage, being dead, [2] => That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. [3] => Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => I was, an't like your majesty. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => How art thou call'd? and what is thy degree? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alexander Iden, that's my name; [1] => A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So please it you, my lord, 'twere not amiss [1] => He were created knight for his good service. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Iden, kneel down. [1] => Rise up a knight. [2] => We give thee for reward a thousand marks, [3] => And will that thou henceforth attend on us. ) [STAGEDIR] => He kneels ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => IDEN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => May Iden live to merit such a bounty. [1] => And never live but true unto his liege! ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See, Buckingham, Somerset comes with the queen: [1] => Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his head, [1] => But boldly stand and front him to his face. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now! is Somerset at liberty? [1] => Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts, [2] => And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart. [3] => Shall I endure the sight of Somerset? [4] => False king! why hast thou broken faith with me, [5] => Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse? [6] => King did I call thee? no, thou art not king, [7] => Not fit to govern and rule multitudes, [8] => Which darest not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor. [9] => That head of thine doth not become a crown; [10] => Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff, [11] => And not to grace an awful princely sceptre. [12] => That gold must round engirt these brows of mine, [13] => Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear, [14] => Is able with the change to kill and cure. [15] => Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up [16] => And with the same to act controlling laws. [17] => Give place: by heaven, thou shalt rule no more [18] => O'er him whom heaven created for thy ruler. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O monstrous traitor! I arrest thee, York, [1] => Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown; [2] => Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Wouldst have me kneel? first let me ask of these, [1] => If they can brook I bow a knee to man. [2] => Sirrah, call in my sons to be my bail; [3] => I know, ere they will have me go to ward, [4] => They'll pawn their swords for my enfranchisement. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Attendant ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call hither Clifford! bid him come amain, [1] => To say if that the bastard boys of York [2] => Shall be the surety for their traitor father. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O blood-besotted Neapolitan, [1] => Outcast of Naples, England's bloody scourge! [2] => The sons of York, thy betters in their birth, [3] => Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those [4] => That for my surety will refuse the boys! [5] => See where they come: I'll warrant they'll [6] => make it good. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter EDWARD and RICHARD ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => And here comes Clifford to deny their bail. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Health and all happiness to my lord the king! ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank thee, Clifford: say, what news with thee? [1] => Nay, do not fright us with an angry look; [2] => We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again; [3] => For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is my king, York, I do not mistake; [1] => But thou mistakest me much to think I do: [2] => To Bedlam with him! is the man grown mad? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious humour [1] => Makes him oppose himself against his king. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is a traitor; let him to the Tower, [1] => And chop away that factious pate of his. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is arrested, but will not obey; [1] => His sons, he says, shall give their words for him. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Will you not, sons? ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Ay, noble father, if our words will serve. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => And if words will not, then our weapons shall. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Why, what a brood of traitors have we here! ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look in a glass, and call thy image so: [1] => I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor. [2] => Call hither to the stake my two brave bears, [3] => That with the very shaking of their chains [4] => They may astonish these fell-lurking curs: [5] => Bid Salisbury and Warwick come to me. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are these thy bears? we'll bait thy bears to death. [1] => And manacle the bear-ward in their chains, [2] => If thou darest bring them to the baiting place. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oft have I seen a hot o'erweening cur [1] => Run back and bite, because he was withheld; [2] => Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw, [3] => Hath clapp'd his tail between his legs and cried: [4] => And such a piece of service will you do, [5] => If you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump, [1] => As crooked in thy manners as thy shape! ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow? [1] => Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver hair, [2] => Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son! [3] => What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruffian, [4] => And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles? [5] => O, where is faith? O, where is loyalty? [6] => If it be banish'd from the frosty head, [7] => Where shall it find a harbour in the earth? [8] => Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war, [9] => And shame thine honourable age with blood? [10] => Why art thou old, and want'st experience? [11] => Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it? [12] => For shame! in duty bend thy knee to me [13] => That bows unto the grave with mickle age. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I have consider'd with myself [1] => The title of this most renowned duke; [2] => And in my conscience do repute his grace [3] => The rightful heir to England's royal seat. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto me? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => I have. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath? ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is great sin to swear unto a sin, [1] => But greater sin to keep a sinful oath. [2] => Who can be bound by any solemn vow [3] => To do a murderous deed, to rob a man, [4] => To force a spotless virgin's chastity, [5] => To reave the orphan of his patrimony, [6] => To wring the widow from her custom'd right, [7] => And have no other reason for this wrong [8] => But that he was bound by a solemn oath? ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => A subtle traitor needs no sophister. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou hast, [1] => I am resolved for death or dignity. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => The first I warrant thee, if dreams prove true. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You were best to go to bed and dream again, [1] => To keep thee from the tempest of the field. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am resolved to bear a greater storm [1] => Than any thou canst conjure up to-day; [2] => And that I'll write upon thy burgonet, [3] => Might I but know thee by thy household badge. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest, [1] => The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, [2] => This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet, [3] => As on a mountain top the cedar shows [4] => That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm, [5] => Even to affright thee with the view thereof. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear [1] => And tread it under foot with all contempt, [2] => Despite the bear-ward that protects the bear. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YOUNG CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And so to arms, victorious father, [1] => To quell the rebels and their complices. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie! charity, for shame! speak not in spite, [1] => For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YOUNG CLIFFORD [LINE] => Foul stigmatic, that's more than thou canst tell. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Saint Alban's. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarums to the battle. Enter WARWICK [1] => Enter CLIFFORD [2] => Exit [3] => They fight, and CLIFFORD falls [4] => Dies [5] => Exit [6] => Enter YOUNG CLIFFORD [7] => Exit, bearing off his father [8] => Enter RICHARD and SOMERSET to fight. SOMERSET is killed [9] => Exit [10] => Fight: excursions. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, and others [11] => Re-enter YOUNG CLIFFORD [12] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls: [1] => And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear, [2] => Now, when the angry trumpet sounds alarum [3] => And dead men's cries do fill the empty air, [4] => Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me: [5] => Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland, [6] => Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms. [7] => How now, my noble lord? what, all afoot? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter YORK ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed, [1] => But match to match I have encounter'd him [2] => And made a prey for carrion kites and crows [3] => Even of the bonny beast he loved so well. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Of one or both of us the time is come. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase, [1] => For I myself must hunt this deer to death. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou fight'st. [1] => As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day, [2] => It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'd. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou pause? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With thy brave bearing should I be in love, [1] => But that thou art so fast mine enemy. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem, [1] => But that 'tis shown ignobly and in treason. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So let it help me now against thy sword [1] => As I in justice and true right express it. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => My soul and body on the action both! ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => A dreadful lay! Address thee instantly. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => La fin couronne les oeuvres. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art still. [1] => Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YOUNG CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Shame and confusion! all is on the rout; [1] => Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds [2] => Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell, [3] => Whom angry heavens do make their minister [4] => Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part [5] => Hot coals of vengeance! Let no soldier fly. [6] => He that is truly dedicate to war [7] => Hath no self-love, nor he that loves himself [8] => Hath not essentially but by circumstance [9] => The name of valour. [10] => O, let the vile world end, [11] => And the premised flames of the last day [12] => Knit earth and heaven together! [13] => Now let the general trumpet blow his blast, [14] => Particularities and petty sounds [15] => To cease! Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, [16] => To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve [17] => The silver livery of advised age, [18] => And, in thy reverence and thy chair-days, thus [19] => To die in ruffian battle? Even at this sight [20] => My heart is turn'd to stone: and while 'tis mine, [21] => It shall be stony. York not our old men spares; [22] => No more will I their babes: tears virginal [23] => Shall be to me even as the dew to fire, [24] => And beauty that the tyrant oft reclaims [25] => Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax. [26] => Henceforth I will not have to do with pity: [27] => Meet I an infant of the house of York, [28] => Into as many gobbets will I cut it [29] => As wild Medea young Absyrtus did: [30] => In cruelty will I seek out my fame. [31] => Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house: [32] => As did AEneas old Anchises bear, [33] => So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders; [34] => But then AEneas bare a living load, [35] => Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. ) [STAGEDIR] => Seeing his dead father ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, lie thou there; [1] => For underneath an alehouse' paltry sign, [2] => The Castle in Saint Alban's, Somerset [3] => Hath made the wizard famous in his death. [4] => Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still: [5] => Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Away, my lord! you are slow; for shame, away! ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What are you made of? you'll nor fight nor fly: [1] => Now is it manhood, wisdom and defence, [2] => To give the enemy way, and to secure us [3] => By what we can, which can no more but fly. [4] => If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom [5] => Of all our fortunes: but if we haply scape, [6] => As well we may, if not through your neglect, [7] => We shall to London get, where you are loved [8] => And where this breach now in our fortunes made [9] => May readily be stopp'd. ) [STAGEDIR] => Alarum afar off ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YOUNG CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But that my heart's on future mischief set, [1] => I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly: [2] => But fly you must; uncurable discomfit [3] => Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts. [4] => Away, for your relief! and we will live [5] => To see their day and them our fortune give: [6] => Away, my lord, away! ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Fields near St. Alban's. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK, and Soldiers, with drum and colours [1] => Enter SALISBURY [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of Salisbury, who can report of him, [1] => That winter lion, who in rage forgets [2] => Aged contusions and all brush of time, [3] => And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, [4] => Repairs him with occasion? This happy day [5] => Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, [6] => If Salisbury be lost. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My noble father, [1] => Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, [2] => Three times bestrid him; thrice I led him off, [3] => Persuaded him from any further act: [4] => But still, where danger was, still there I met him; [5] => And like rich hangings in a homely house, [6] => So was his will in his old feeble body. [7] => But, noble as he is, look where he comes. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SALISBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day; [1] => By the mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard: [2] => God knows how long it is I have to live; [3] => And it hath pleased him that three times to-day [4] => You have defended me from imminent death. [5] => Well, lords, we have not got that which we have: [6] => 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, [7] => Being opposites of such repairing nature. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know our safety is to follow them; [1] => For, as I hear, the king is fled to London, [2] => To call a present court of parliament. [3] => Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth. [4] => What says Lord Warwick? shall we after them? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => After them! nay, before them, if we can. [1] => Now, by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day: [2] => Saint Alban's battle won by famous York [3] => Shall be eternized in all age to come. [4] => Sound drums and trumpets, and to London all: [5] => And more such days as these to us befall! ) ) ) ) ) ) ) )