Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Critical Reference Edition, Vol. 2
m2vActus Primus. Scœna Prima.
Flourish of Trumpets: Then Hoboyes. Enter King, Duke Humfrey, Critical ApparatusSalisbury, Warwicke, and Beauford on the one side. The Queene, Suffolke, Yorke, Somerset, and Buckingham, on the other.Critical Apparatus Link 1
Suffolke. As by your high Imperiall Maiesty,
2I had in charge at my depart for France,
3As Procurator to your Excellence,
4To marry Princes Margaret for your Grace;
5So in the Famous Ancient City, Toures,
6In presence of the Kings of France, and Sicill,
Critical Apparatus7The Dukes of Orleance, Calaber, Britaigne, and Alanson,
8Seuen Earles, twelue Barons, & twenty reuerend Bishops
9I haue perform'd my Taske, and was espous'd,
10And humbly now vpon my bended knee,
11In sight of England, and her Lordly Peeres,
12Deliuer vp my Title in the Queene
13To your most gracious hands, that are the Substance
14Of that great Shadow I did represent:
15The happiest Gift, that euer Marquesse gaue,
16The Fairest Queene, that euer King receiu'd.pg 2484 17
King. Suffolke arise. Welcome Queene Margaret,
18I can expresse no kinder signe of Loue
19Then this kinde kisse: O Lord, that lends me life,
20Lend me a heart repleate with thankfulnesse:
21For thou hast giuen me in this beauteous Face
22A world of earthly blessings to my soule,
23If Simpathy of Loue vnite our thoughts.24
Queen. Great King of England, & my gracious Lord,
25The mutuall conference that my minde hath had,
26By day, by night; waking, and in my dreames,
27In Courtly company, or at my Beades,
28With you mine Alder liefest Soueraigne,
29Makes me the bolder to salute my King,
30With ruder termes, such as my wit affoords,
31And ouer ioy of heart doth minister.32
King. Her sight did rauish, but her grace in Speech,
33Her words yclad with wisedomes Maiesty,
34Makes me from Wondring, fall to Weeping ioyes,
35Such is the Fulnesse of my hearts content.
36Lords, with one cheerefull voice, Welcome my Loue.Critical Apparatus37
All kneel. Long liue Qu. Margaret, Englands happines.38
Queene. We thanke you all.Florish39
Suf. My Lord Protector, so it please your Grace,
40Heere are the Articles of contracted peace,
41Betweene our Soueraigne, and the French King Charles,
42For eighteene moneths concluded by consent.Critical Apparatus43
Glo. Critical ApparatusReads. [Imprimis], It is agreed betweene the French K. 44Charles, and William de la Pole Marquesse of Suffolke, Ambassador for 45Henry King of England, That the said Henry shal espouse the Lady 46Margaret, daughter vnto Reignier King of Naples, Sicillia, and 47Ierusalem, and Crowne her Queene of England, ere the thirtieth of May 48next ensuing.51
King. Vnkle, how now?
Glo. Pardon me gracious Lord,
pg 248552Some sodaine qualme hath strucke me at the heart,
53And dim'd mine eyes, that I can reade no further.54
King. Vnckle of Winchester, I pray read on.Critical Apparatus55
Win. Item, It is further agreed betweene them, That the Critical Apparatus56[Duches] of Aniou and Maine, shall be released and deliuered ouer to 57the King her Father, and shee sent ouer of the King of Englands owne Critical Apparatus58proper Cost and Charges, without hauing any Dowry.59
King. They please vs well. Lord Marques kneel down,
60We heere create thee the first Duke of Suffolke,
61And girt thee with the Sword. Cosin of Yorke,
62We heere discharge your Grace from being Regent
63I'th parts of France, till terme of eighteene Moneths
64Be full expyr'd. Thankes Vncle Winchester,
65Gloster, Yorke, Buckingham, Somerset,
66Salisburie, and Warwicke.
67We thanke you all for this great fauour done,
68In entertainment to my Princely Queene.
69Come, let vs in, and with all speede prouide
70To see her Coronation be perform'd.Exit King, Queene, and Suffolke. Manet the rest.71
Glo. Braue Peeres of England, Pillars of the State,
72To you Duke Humfrey must vnload his greefe:
73Your greefe, the common greefe of all the Land.
74What? did my brother Henry spend his youth,
75His valour, coine, and people in the warres?
76Did he so often lodge in open field:
77In Winters cold, and Summers parching heate,
78To conquer France, his true inheritance?
79And did my brother Bedford toyle his wits,
m3r Link 80To keepe by policy what Henrie got:
81Haue you your selues, Somerset, Buckingham,
82Braue Yorke, Salisbury, and victorious Warwicke,
83Receiud deepe scarres in France and Normandie:
84Or hath mine Vnckle Beauford, and my selfe,
Critical Apparatus85With all the Learned Counsell of the Realme,
86Studied so long, sat in the Councell house,
87Early and late, debating too and fro
88How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe,
89And hath his Highnesse in his infancie,
90Crowned in Paris in despight of foes,
91And shall these Labours, and these Honours dye?
pg 248692Shall Henries Conquest, Bedfords vigilance,
93Your Deeds of Warre, and all our Counsell dye?
94O Peeres of England, shamefull is this League,
95Fatall this Marriage, cancelling your Fame,
96Blotting your names from Bookes of memory,
Critical Apparatus97Racing the Charracters of your Renowne,
98Defacing Monuments of Conquer'd France,
99Vndoing all as all had neuer bin.100
Car. Nephew, what meanes this passionate discourse?
Critical Apparatus101This [peroration] with such circumstance:
102For France, 'tis ours; and we will keepe it still.103
Glo. I Vnckle, we will keepe it, if we can:
104But now it is impossible we should.
Critical Apparatus105Suffolke, the new made Duke that rules the rost,
106Hath giuen the Dutchy of Aniou and Mayne,
107Vnto the poore King Reignier, whose large style
108Agrees not with the leannesse of his purse.109
Sal. Now by the death of him that dyed for all,
110These Counties were the Keyes of Normandie:
111But wherefore weepes Warwicke, my valiant sonne?112
War. For greefe that they are past recouerie.
113For were there hope to conquer them againe,
114My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no teares.
115Aniou and Maine? My selfe did win them both:
116Those Prouinces, these Armes of mine did conquer,
117And are the Citties that I got with wounds,
118Deliuer'd vp againe with peacefull words?
Yorke. For Suffolkes Duke, may he be suffocate,
121That dims the Honor of this Warlike Isle:
122France should haue torne and rent my very hart,
123Before I would haue yeelded to this League.
124I neuer read but Englands Kings haue had
125Large summes of Gold, and Dowries with their wiues,
126And our King Henry giues away his owne,
127To match with her that brings no vantages.128
Hum. A proper iest, and neuer heard before,
129That Suffolke should demand a whole Fifteenth,
130For Costs and Charges in transporting her:
Critical Apparatus131She should haue staid in France, and steru'd in France
Car . My Lord of Gloster, now ye grow too hot,
134It was the pleasure of my Lord the King.135
Hum. My Lord of Winchester I know your minde.
136'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike:
pg 2487137But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye,
138Rancour will out, proud Prelate, in thy face
139I see thy furie: If I longer stay,
140We shall begin our ancient bickerings:
141Lordings farewell, and say when I am gone,
142I prophesied, France will be lost ere long.Exit Humfrey.143
Car. So, there goes our Protector in a rage:
144'Tis knowne to you he is mine enemy:
145Nay more, an enemy vnto you all,
146And no great friend, I feare me to the King;
147Consider Lords, he is the next of blood,
148And heyre apparant to the English Crowne:
149Had Henrie got an Empire by his marriage,
150And all the wealthy Kingdomes of the West,
151There's reason he should be displeas'd at it:
152Looke to it Lords, let not his smoothing words
153Bewitch your hearts, be wise and circumspect.
154What though the common people fauour him,
155Calling him, Humfrey the good Duke of Gloster,
156Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voyce,
Critical Apparatus157Iesu maintaine your Royall Excellence,
158With God preserue the good Duke Humfrey:
159I feare me Lords, for all this flattering glosse,
160He will be found a dangerous Protector.161
Buc. Why should he then protect our Soueraigne?
162He being of age to gouerne of himselfe.
163Cosin of Somerset, ioyne you with me,
Critical Apparatus164And altogether with the Duke of Suffolke,
Critical Apparatus165Wee'l quickly hoyse Duke Humfrey from his seat.166
Car. This weighty businesse will not brooke delay,
167Ile to the Duke of Suffolke presently.Exit Cardinall.168
Som. Cosin of Buckingham, though Humfries pride
169And greatnesse of his place be greefe to vs,
170Yet let vs watch the haughtie Cardinall,
171His insolence is more intollerable
172Then all the Princes in the Land beside,
173If Gloster be displac'd, hee'l be Protector.174
Buc. Or thou, or I Somerset will be Protectors,
175Despite Duke Humfrey, or the Cardinall.Exit Buckingham, and Somerset.176
Sal. Pride went before, Ambition followes him.
177While these do labour for their owne preferment,
178Behooues it vs to labor for the Realme.
179I neuer saw but Humfrey Duke of Gloster,
180Did beare him like a Noble Gentleman:
181Oft haue I seene the haughty Cardinall.
182More like a Souldier then a man o'th' Church,
183As stout and proud as he were Lord of all,
pg 2488184Sweare like a Ruffian, and demeane himselfe
185Vnlike the Ruler of a Common-weale.
186Warwicke my sonne, the comfort of my age,
187Thy deeds, thy plainnesse, and thy house-keeping,
Critical Apparatus188Hath wonne the greatest fauour of the Commons,
189Excepting none but good Duke Humfrey.
190And Brother Yorke, thy Acts in Ireland,
191In bringing them to ciuill Discipline:
192Thy late exploits done in the heart of France,
193When thou wert Regent for our Soueraigne,
Critical Apparatus194Haue made thee fear'd and honor'd of the people,
195Ioyne we together for the publike good,
196In what we can, to bridle and suppresse
197The pride of Suffolke, and the Cardinall,
198With Somersets and Buckinghams Ambition,
199And as we may, cherish Duke Humfries deeds,
200While they do tend the profit of the Land.201
War. So God helpe Warwicke, as he loues the Land,
202And common profit of his Countrey.Critical Apparatus203
Yor. And so sayes Yorke, for he hath greatest cause.Critical Apparatus204
Salisbury. Then [lets] away, and looke vnto the maine.Critical Apparatus205
Warwicke. Vnto the maine? Oh Father, Maine is lost,
Critical Apparatus206That Maine, which by maine force Warwicke did winne,
207And would haue kept, so long as breath did last:
m3v Link 208Main-chance father you meant, but I meant Maine,
209Which I will win from France, or else be slaine.Exit Warwicke, and Salisbury. Manet Yorke.210
Yorke. Aniou and Maine are giuen to the French,
211Paris is lost, the state of Normandie
212Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone:
213Suffolke concluded on the Articles,
214The Peeres agreed, and Henry was well pleas'd,
215To change two Dukedomes for a Dukes faire daughter.
pg 2489216I cannot blame them all, what is't to them?
217'Tis thine they giue away, and not their owne.
218Pirates may make cheape penyworths of their pillage,
219And purchase Friends, and giue to Curtezans,
220Still reuelling like Lords till all be gone,
221While as the silly Owner of the goods
222Weepes ouer them, and wrings his haplesse hands,
223And shakes his head, and trembling stands aloofe,
224While all is shar'd, and all is borne away,
225Ready to sterue, and dare not touch his owne.
Critical Apparatus226So Yorke must sit and fret, and bite his tongue,
227While his owne Lands are bargain'd for, and sold:
228Me thinkes the Realmes of England, France, & Ireland,
229Beare that proportion to my flesh and blood,
230As did the fatall brand Althæa burnt,
231Vnto the Princes heart of Calidon:
232Aniou and Maine both giuen vnto the French?
233Cold newes for me: for I had hope of France,
234Euen as I haue of fertile Englands soile.
235A day will come, when Yorke shall claime his owne,
236And therefore I will take the Neuils parts,
237And make a shew of loue to proud Duke Humfrey,
238And when I spy aduantage, claime the Crowne,
239For that's the Golden marke I seeke to hit:
240Nor shall proud Lancaster vsurpe my right,
241Nor hold the Scepter in his childish Fist,
242Nor weare the Diadem vpon his head,
243Whose Church-like humors fits not for a Crowne.
244Then Yorke be still a-while, till time do serue:
245Watch thou, and wake when others be asleepe,
246To prie into the secrets of the State,
Critical Apparatus247Till Henrie [surfet in the] ioyes of loue,
248With his new Bride, & Englands deere bought Queen,
249And Humfrey with the Peeres be falne at iarres:
250Then will I raise aloft the Milke-white-Rose,
251With whose sweet smell the Ayre shall be perfum'd,
Critical Apparatus252And [in] my Standard beare the Armes of Yorke,
253To grapple with the house of Lancaster,
254And force perforce Ile make him yeeld the Crowne,
255Whose bookish Rule, hath pull'd faire England downe.Exit Yorke.