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London. The palace.
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[Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Enter KING] [p]HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and [p]CARDINAL, on the one side; QUEEN MARGARET, SUFFOLK, [p]YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKINGHAM, on the other]
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Earl of Suffolk.
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As by your high imperial majesty
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I had in charge at my depart for France,
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As procurator to your excellence,
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To marry Princess Margaret for your grace,
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So, in the famous ancient city, Tours,
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In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil,
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The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne and Alencon,
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Seven earls, twelve barons and twenty reverend bishops,
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I have perform'd my task and was espoused:
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And humbly now upon my bended knee,
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In sight of England and her lordly peers,
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Deliver up my title in the queen
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To your most gracious hands, that are the substance
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Of that great shadow I did represent;
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The happiest gift that ever marquess gave,
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The fairest queen that ever king received.
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Henry VI.
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Suffolk, arise. Welcome, Queen Margaret:
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I can express no kinder sign of love
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Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lends me life,
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Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
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For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
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A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
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If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.
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Queen Margaret.
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Great King of England and my gracious lord,
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The mutual conference that my mind hath had,
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By day, by night, waking and in my dreams,
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In courtly company or at my beads,
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With you, mine alder-liefest sovereign,
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Makes me the bolder to salute my king
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With ruder terms, such as my wit affords
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And over-joy of heart doth minister.
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Henry VI.
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Her sight did ravish; but her grace in speech,
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Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty,
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Makes me from wondering fall to weeping joys;
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Such is the fulness of my heart's content.
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Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.
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All.
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[Kneeling]Long live Queen Margaret, England's
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happiness!
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Queen Margaret.
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We thank you all.
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[Flourish]
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Earl of Suffolk.
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My lord protector, so it please your grace,
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Here are the articles of contracted peace
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Between our sovereign and the French king Charles,
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For eighteen months concluded by consent.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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[Reads]'Imprimis, it is agreed between the French
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king Charles, and William de la Pole, Marquess of
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Suffolk, ambassador for Henry King of England, that
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the said Henry shall espouse the Lady Margaret,
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daughter unto Reignier King of Naples, Sicilia and
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Jerusalem, and crown her Queen of England ere the
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thirtieth of May next ensuing. Item, that the duchy
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of Anjou and the county of Maine shall be released
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and delivered to the king her father'—
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[Lets the paper fall]
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Henry VI.
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Uncle, how now!
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Pardon me, gracious lord;
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Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart
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And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further.
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Henry VI.
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Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.
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Winchester.
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[Reads]'Item, It is further agreed between them,
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that the duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be
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released and delivered over to the king her father,
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and she sent over of the King of England's own
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proper cost and charges, without having any dowry.'
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Henry VI.
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They please us well. Lord marquess, kneel down:
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We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk,
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And gird thee with the sword. Cousin of York,
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We here discharge your grace from being regent
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I' the parts of France, till term of eighteen months
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Be full expired. Thanks, uncle Winchester,
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Gloucester, York, Buckingham, Somerset,
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Salisbury, and Warwick;
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We thank you all for the great favour done,
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In entertainment to my princely queen.
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Come, let us in, and with all speed provide
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To see her coronation be perform'd.
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[Exeunt KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, and SUFFOLK]
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Brave peers of England, pillars of the state,
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To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief,
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Your grief, the common grief of all the land.
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What! did my brother Henry spend his youth,
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His valour, coin and people, in the wars?
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Did he so often lodge in open field,
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In winter's cold and summer's parching heat,
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To conquer France, his true inheritance?
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And did my brother Bedford toil his wits,
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To keep by policy what Henry got?
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Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham,
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Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick,
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Received deep scars in France and Normandy?
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Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself,
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With all the learned council of the realm,
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Studied so long, sat in the council-house
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Early and late, debating to and fro
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How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe,
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And had his highness in his infancy
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Crowned in Paris in despite of foes?
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And shall these labours and these honours die?
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Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance,
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Your deeds of war and all our counsel die?
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O peers of England, shameful is this league!
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Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame,
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Blotting your names from books of memory,
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Razing the characters of your renown,
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Defacing monuments of conquer'd France,
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Undoing all, as all had never been!
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Winchester.
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Nephew, what means this passionate discourse,
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This peroration with such circumstance?
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For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Ay, uncle, we will keep it, if we can;
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But now it is impossible we should:
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Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast,
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Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine
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Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style
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Agrees not with the leanness of his purse.
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Earl of Salisbury.
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Now, by the death of Him that died for all,
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These counties were the keys of Normandy.
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But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?
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Earl of Warwick.
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For grief that they are past recovery:
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For, were there hope to conquer them again,
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My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no tears.
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Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both;
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Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer:
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And are the cities, that I got with wounds,
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Delivered up again with peaceful words?
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Mort Dieu!
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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For Suffolk's duke, may he be suffocate,
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That dims the honour of this warlike isle!
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France should have torn and rent my very heart,
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Before I would have yielded to this league.
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I never read but England's kings have had
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Large sums of gold and dowries with their wives:
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And our King Henry gives away his own,
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To match with her that brings no vantages.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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A proper jest, and never heard before,
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That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth
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For costs and charges in transporting her!
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She should have stayed in France and starved
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in France, Before—
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Winchester.
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My Lord of Gloucester, now ye grow too hot:
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It was the pleasure of my lord the King.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind;
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'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,
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But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye.
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Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face
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I see thy fury: if I longer stay,
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We shall begin our ancient bickerings.
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Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone,
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I prophesied France will be lost ere long.
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Winchester.
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So, there goes our protector in a rage.
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'Tis known to you he is mine enemy,
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Nay, more, an enemy unto you all,
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And no great friend, I fear me, to the king.
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Consider, lords, he is the next of blood,
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And heir apparent to the English crown:
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Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,
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And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west,
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There's reason he should be displeased at it.
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Look to it, lords! let not his smoothing words
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Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect.
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What though the common people favour him,
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Calling him 'Humphrey, the good Duke of
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Gloucester,'
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Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice,
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'Jesu maintain your royal excellence!'
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With 'God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!'
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I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss,
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He will be found a dangerous protector.
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Duke of Buckingham.
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Why should he, then, protect our sovereign,
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He being of age to govern of himself?
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Cousin of Somerset, join you with me,
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And all together, with the Duke of Suffolk,
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We'll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his seat.
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Winchester.
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This weighty business will not brook delay:
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I'll to the Duke of Suffolk presently.
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Duke/Earl of Somerset.
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Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey's pride
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And greatness of his place be grief to us,
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Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal:
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His insolence is more intolerable
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Than all the princes in the land beside:
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If Gloucester be displaced, he'll be protector.
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Duke of Buckingham.
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Or thou or I, Somerset, will be protector,
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Despite Duke Humphrey or the cardinal.
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Earl of Salisbury.
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Pride went before, ambition follows him.
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While these do labour for their own preferment,
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Behoves it us to labour for the realm.
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I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester
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Did bear him like a noble gentleman.
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Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal,
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More like a soldier than a man o' the church,
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As stout and proud as he were lord of all,
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Swear like a ruffian and demean himself
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Unlike the ruler of a commonweal.
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Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age,
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Thy deeds, thy plainness and thy housekeeping,
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Hath won the greatest favour of the commons,
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Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey:
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And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland,
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In bringing them to civil discipline,
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Thy late exploits done in the heart of France,
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When thou wert regent for our sovereign,
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Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people:
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Join we together, for the public good,
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In what we can, to bridle and suppress
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The pride of Suffolk and the cardinal,
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With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition;
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And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds,
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While they do tend the profit of the land.
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Earl of Warwick.
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So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,
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And common profit of his country!
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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[Aside]And so says York, for he hath greatest cause.
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Earl of Salisbury.
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Then let's make haste away, and look unto the main.
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Earl of Warwick.
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Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost;
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That Maine which by main force Warwick did win,
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And would have kept so long as breath did last!
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Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine,
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Which I will win from France, or else be slain,
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[Exeunt WARWICK and SALISBURY]
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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Anjou and Maine are given to the French;
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Paris is lost; the state of Normandy
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Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone:
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Suffolk concluded on the articles,
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The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleased
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To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter.
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I cannot blame them all: what is't to them?
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'Tis thine they give away, and not their own.
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Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their pillage
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And purchase friends and give to courtezans,
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Still revelling like lords till all be gone;
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While as the silly owner of the goods
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Weeps over them and wrings his hapless hands
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While all is shared and all is borne away,
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Ready to starve and dare not touch his own:
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So York must sit and fret and bite his tongue,
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While his own lands are bargain'd for and sold.
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Methinks the realms of England, France and Ireland
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Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood
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As did the fatal brand Althaea burn'd
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Unto the prince's heart of Calydon.
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Anjou and Maine both given unto the French!
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Cold news for me, for I had hope of France,
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Even as I have of fertile England's soil.
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A day will come when York shall claim his own;
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And therefore I will take the Nevils' parts
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And make a show of love to proud Duke Humphrey,
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And, when I spy advantage, claim the crown,
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For that's the golden mark I seek to hit:
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Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right,
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Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist,
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Nor wear the diadem upon his head,
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Whose church-like humours fits not for a crown.
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Then, York, be still awhile, till time do serve:
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Watch thou and wake when others be asleep,
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To pry into the secrets of the state;
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Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love,
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With his new bride and England's dear-bought queen,
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And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at jars:
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Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose,
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With whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed;
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And in my standard bear the arms of York
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To grapple with the house of Lancaster;
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And, force perforce, I'll make him yield the crown,
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Whose bookish rule hath pull'd fair England down.
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2. Act I, Scene 2
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0
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GLOUCESTER’S house.
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[Enter GLOUCESTER and his DUCHESS]
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Eleanor.
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Why droops my lord, like over-ripen'd corn,
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Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load?
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Why doth the great Duke Humphrey knit his brows,
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6
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As frowning at the favours of the world?
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7
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Why are thine eyes fixed to the sullen earth,
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8
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Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sight?
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9
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What seest thou there? King Henry's diadem,
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10
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Enchased with all the honours of the world?
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If so, gaze on, and grovel on thy face,
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Until thy head be circled with the same.
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Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold.
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What, is't too short? I'll lengthen it with mine:
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And, having both together heaved it up,
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We'll both together lift our heads to heaven,
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And never more abase our sight so low
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As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost love thy lord,
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Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts.
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And may that thought, when I imagine ill
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Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry,
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Be my last breathing in this mortal world!
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My troublous dream this night doth make me sad.
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Eleanor.
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What dream'd my lord? tell me, and I'll requite it
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With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Methought this staff, mine office-badge in court,
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Was broke in twain; by whom I have forgot,
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But, as I think, it was by the cardinal;
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And on the pieces of the broken wand
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Were placed the heads of Edmund Duke of Somerset,
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And William de la Pole, first duke of Suffolk.
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This was my dream: what it doth bode, God knows.
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Eleanor.
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Tut, this was nothing but an argument
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That he that breaks a stick of Gloucester's grove
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Shall lose his head for his presumption.
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But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet duke:
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Methought I sat in seat of majesty
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In the cathedral church of Westminster,
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And in that chair where kings and queens are crown'd;
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Where Henry and dame Margaret kneel'd to me
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And on my head did set the diadem.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright:
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Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtured Eleanor,
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Art thou not second woman in the realm,
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And the protector's wife, beloved of him?
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Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command,
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Above the reach or compass of thy thought?
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And wilt thou still be hammering treachery,
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To tumble down thy husband and thyself
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From top of honour to disgrace's feet?
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Away from me, and let me hear no more!
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Eleanor.
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What, what, my lord! are you so choleric
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With Eleanor, for telling but her dream?
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Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself,
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And not be cheque'd.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Nay, be not angry; I am pleased again.
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[Enter Messenger]
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Messenger.
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My lord protector, 'tis his highness' pleasure
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You do prepare to ride unto Saint Alban's,
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Where as the king and queen do mean to hawk.
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Duke of Gloucester.
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71
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I go. Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us?
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Eleanor.
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Yes, my good lord, I'll follow presently.
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[Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Messenger]
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Follow I must; I cannot go before,
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While Gloucester bears this base and humble mind.
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77
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Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood,
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I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks
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And smooth my way upon their headless necks;
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And, being a woman, I will not be slack
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81
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To play my part in Fortune's pageant.
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82
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Where are you there? Sir John! nay, fear not, man,
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We are alone; here's none but thee and I.
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[Enter HUME]
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85
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Father John Hume.
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86
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Jesus preserve your royal majesty!
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87
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Eleanor.
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88
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What say'st thou? majesty! I am but grace.
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89
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Father John Hume.
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90
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But, by the grace of God, and Hume's advice,
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91
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Your grace's title shall be multiplied.
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92
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Eleanor.
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93
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What say'st thou, man? hast thou as yet conferr'd
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94
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With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch,
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95
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With Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer?
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96
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And will they undertake to do me good?
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97
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Father John Hume.
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98
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This they have promised, to show your highness
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99
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A spirit raised from depth of under-ground,
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100
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That shall make answer to such questions
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101
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As by your grace shall be propounded him.
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102
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Eleanor.
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103
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It is enough; I'll think upon the questions:
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104
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When from St. Alban's we do make return,
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105
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We'll see these things effected to the full.
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106
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Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man,
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107
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With thy confederates in this weighty cause.
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108
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[Exit]
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109
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Father John Hume.
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110
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Hume must make merry with the duchess' gold;
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111
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Marry, and shall. But how now, Sir John Hume!
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112
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Seal up your lips, and give no words but mum:
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113
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The business asketh silent secrecy.
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114
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Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch:
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115
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Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil.
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116
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Yet have I gold flies from another coast;
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117
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I dare not say, from the rich cardinal
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118
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And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk,
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119
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Yet I do find it so; for to be plain,
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120
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They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour,
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121
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Have hired me to undermine the duchess
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122
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And buz these conjurations in her brain.
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123
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They say 'A crafty knave does need no broker;'
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124
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Yet am I Suffolk and the cardinal's broker.
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125
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Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near
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126
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To call them both a pair of crafty knaves.
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127
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Well, so it stands; and thus, I fear, at last
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128
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Hume's knavery will be the duchess' wreck,
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129
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And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall:
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130
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Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all.
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[Exit]
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3. Act I, Scene 3
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0
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The palace.
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1
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[Enter three or four Petitioners, PETER, the] [p]Armourer's man, being one]
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2
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First Petitioner.
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3
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My masters, let's stand close: my lord protector
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4
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will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver
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5
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our supplications in the quill.
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6
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Second Petitioner.
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7
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Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man!
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8
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Jesu bless him!
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9
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[Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN MARGARET]
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10
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Peter.
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11
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Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him.
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12
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I'll be the first, sure.
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13
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Second Petitioner.
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14
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Come back, fool; this is the Duke of Suffolk, and
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15
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not my lord protector.
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16
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Earl of Suffolk.
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17
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How now, fellow! would'st anything with me?
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18
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First Petitioner.
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19
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I pray, my lord, pardon me; I took ye for my lord
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20
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protector.
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21
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Queen Margaret.
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22
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[Reading]'To my Lord Protector!' Are your
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23
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supplications to his lordship? Let me see them:
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24
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what is thine?
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25
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First Petitioner.
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26
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Mine is, an't please your grace, against John
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27
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Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my
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28
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house, and lands, and wife and all, from me.
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29
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Earl of Suffolk.
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30
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Thy wife, too! that's some wrong, indeed. What's
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31
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yours? What's here!
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32
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[Reads]
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33
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'Against the Duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the
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34
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commons of Melford.' How now, sir knave!
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35
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Second Petitioner.
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36
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Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole township.
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37
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Peter.
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38
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[Giving his petition]Against my master, Thomas
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39
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Horner, for saying that the Duke of York was rightful
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40
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heir to the crown.
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41
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Queen Margaret.
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42
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What sayst thou? did the Duke of York say he was
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43
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rightful heir to the crown?
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44
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Peter.
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45
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That my master was? no, forsooth: my master said
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46
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that he was, and that the king was an usurper.
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47
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Earl of Suffolk.
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48
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Who is there?
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49
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[Enter Servant]
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50
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Take this fellow in, and send for
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51
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his master with a pursuivant presently: we'll hear
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52
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more of your matter before the King.
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[Exit Servant with PETER]
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Queen Margaret.
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55
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And as for you, that love to be protected
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56
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Under the wings of our protector's grace,
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57
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Begin your suits anew, and sue to him.
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58
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[Tears the supplication]
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59
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Away, base cullions! Suffolk, let them go.
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60
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All.
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61
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Come, let's be gone.
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62
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[Exeunt]
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63
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Queen Margaret.
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64
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My Lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise,
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65
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Is this the fashion in the court of England?
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66
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Is this the government of Britain's isle,
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67
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And this the royalty of Albion's king?
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68
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What shall King Henry be a pupil still
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69
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Under the surly Gloucester's governance?
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70
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Am I a queen in title and in style,
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71
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And must be made a subject to a duke?
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72
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I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours
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73
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Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love
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74
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And stolest away the ladies' hearts of France,
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75
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I thought King Henry had resembled thee
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76
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In courage, courtship and proportion:
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77
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But all his mind is bent to holiness,
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78
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To number Ave-Maries on his beads;
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79
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His champions are the prophets and apostles,
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80
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His weapons holy saws of sacred writ,
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81
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His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves
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82
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Are brazen images of canonized saints.
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83
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I would the college of the cardinals
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84
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Would choose him pope, and carry him to Rome,
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85
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And set the triple crown upon his head:
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86
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That were a state fit for his holiness.
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87
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Earl of Suffolk.
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88
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Madam, be patient: as I was cause
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89
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Your highness came to England, so will I
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90
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In England work your grace's full content.
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91
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Queen Margaret.
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92
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Beside the haughty protector, have we Beaufort,
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93
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The imperious churchman, Somerset, Buckingham,
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94
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And grumbling York: and not the least of these
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95
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But can do more in England than the king.
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96
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Earl of Suffolk.
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97
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And he of these that can do most of all
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98
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Cannot do more in England than the Nevils:
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99
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Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers.
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100
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Queen Margaret.
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101
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Not all these lords do vex me half so much
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102
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As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife.
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103
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She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies,
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104
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More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's wife:
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105
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Strangers in court do take her for the queen:
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106
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Earl of Suffolk.
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Let York be regent; I will yield to him.
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Whether your grace be worthy, yea or no,
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Dispute not that: York is the worthier.
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Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak.
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The cardinal's not my better in the field.
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If he be old enough, what needs your grace
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Winchester.
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The commons hast thou rack'd; the clergy's bags
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Upon offenders, hath exceeded law,
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Give me my fan: what, minion! can ye not?
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I cry you mercy, madam; was it you?
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Eleanor.
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Was't I! yea, I it was, proud Frenchwoman:
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Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
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I'd set my ten commandments in your face.
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Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will.
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Against her will! good king, look to't in time;
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She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby:
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She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged.
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Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor,
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She's tickled now; her fume needs no spurs,
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With walking once about the quadrangle,
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I come to talk of commonwealth affairs.
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As for your spiteful false objections,
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Prove them, and I lie open to the law:
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But God in mercy so deal with my soul,
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As I in duty love my king and country!
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I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man
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To be your regent in the realm of France.
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Earl of Suffolk.
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Before we make election, give me leave
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To show some reason, of no little force,
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That York is most unmeet of any man.
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I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet:
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My Lord of Somerset will keep me here,
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Without discharge, money, or furniture,
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Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands:
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Last time, I danced attendance on his will
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Till Paris was besieged, famish'd, and lost.
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Earl of Warwick.
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That can I witness; and a fouler fact
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Did never traitor in the land commit.
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Earl of Suffolk.
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Peace, headstrong Warwick!
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Earl of Warwick.
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Image of pride, why should I hold my peace?
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[Enter HORNER, the Armourer, and his man]
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Earl of Suffolk.
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Because here is a man accused of treason:
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Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself!
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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Doth any one accuse York for a traitor?
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Henry VI.
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What mean'st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these?
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Earl of Suffolk.
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Please it your majesty, this is the man
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That doth accuse his master of high treason:
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His words were these: that Richard, Duke of York,
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Was rightful heir unto the English crown
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And that your majesty was a usurper.
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Henry VI.
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Say, man, were these thy words?
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Thomas Horner.
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An't shall please your majesty, I never said nor
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thought any such matter: God is my witness, I am
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falsely accused by the villain.
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Peter.
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By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak them to
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me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my
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Lord of York's armour.
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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Base dunghill villain and mechanical,
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I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech.
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I do beseech your royal majesty,
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Let him have all the rigor of the law.
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Thomas Horner.
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Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words.
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My accuser is my 'prentice; and when I did correct
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him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his
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knees he would be even with me: I have good
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witness of this: therefore I beseech your majesty,
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do not cast away an honest man for a villain's
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accusation.
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Henry VI.
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Uncle, what shall we say to this in law?
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Duke of Gloucester.
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This doom, my lord, if I may judge:
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Let Somerset be regent over the French,
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Because in York this breeds suspicion:
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And let these have a day appointed them
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For single combat in convenient place,
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For he hath witness of his servant's malice:
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This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey's doom.
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Duke/Earl of Somerset.
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I humbly thank your royal majesty.
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Thomas Horner.
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And I accept the combat willingly.
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Peter.
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Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity
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my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O
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Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to
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fight a blow. O Lord, my heart!
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Duke of Gloucester.
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Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd.
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Henry VI.
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Away with them to prison; and the day of combat
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shall be the last of the next month. Come,
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Somerset, we'll see thee sent away.
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[Flourish. Exeunt]
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4. Act I, Scene 4
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GLOUCESTER’s garden.
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[Enter MARGARET JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, and BOLINGBROKE]
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Father John Hume.
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3
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Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell you, expects
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performance of your promises.
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Bolingbroke.
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Master Hume, we are therefore provided: will her
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7
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ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms?
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Father John Hume.
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Ay, what else? fear you not her courage.
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Bolingbroke.
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I have heard her reported to be a woman of an
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invincible spirit: but it shall be convenient,
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Master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be
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busy below; and so, I pray you, go, in God's name,
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and leave us.
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[Exit HUME]
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Mother Jourdain, be you
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prostrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwell,
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read you; and let us to our work.
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[Enter the DUCHESS aloft, HUME following]
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Eleanor.
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Well said, my masters; and welcome all. To this
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gear the sooner the better.
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Bolingbroke.
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Patience, good lady; wizards know their times:
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Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night,
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The time of night when Troy was set on fire;
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The time when screech-owls cry and ban-dogs howl,
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And spirits walk and ghosts break up their graves,
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That time best fits the work we have in hand.
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Madam, sit you and fear not: whom we raise,
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We will make fast within a hallow'd verge.
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[Here they do the ceremonies belonging, and make the]
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circle; BOLINGBROKE or SOUTHWELL reads, Conjuro te,
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&c. It thunders and lightens terribly; then the
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Spirit riseth]
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Spirit.
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Adsum.
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Margaret Jourdain.
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Asmath,
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By the eternal God, whose name and power
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Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask;
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For, till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence.
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Spirit.
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Ask what thou wilt. That I had said and done!
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Bolingbroke.
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'First of the king: what shall of him become?'
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[Reading out of a paper]
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Spirit.
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The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose;
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But him outlive, and die a violent death.
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[As the Spirit speaks, SOUTHWELL writes the answer]
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Bolingbroke.
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'What fates await the Duke of Suffolk?'
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Spirit.
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By water shall he die, and take his end.
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Bolingbroke.
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'What shall befall the Duke of Somerset?'
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Spirit.
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Let him shun castles;
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Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
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Than where castles mounted stand.
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Have done, for more I hardly can endure.
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Bolingbroke.
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Descend to darkness and the burning lake!
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False fiend, avoid!
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[Thunder and lightning. Exit Spirit]
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[Enter YORK and BUCKINGHAM with their Guard]
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and break in]
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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Lay hands upon these traitors and their trash.
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Beldam, I think we watch'd you at an inch.
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What, madam, are you there? the king and commonweal
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Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains:
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My lord protector will, I doubt it not,
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See you well guerdon'd for these good deserts.
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77
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Eleanor.
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78
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Not half so bad as thine to England's king,
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79
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Injurious duke, that threatest where's no cause.
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80
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Duke of Buckingham.
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81
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True, madam, none at all: what call you this?
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82
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Away with them! let them be clapp'd up close.
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83
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And kept asunder. You, madam, shall with us.
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84
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Stafford, take her to thee.
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85
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[Exeunt above DUCHESS and HUME, guarded]
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86
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We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming.
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87
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All, away!
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88
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[Exeunt guard with MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, &c]
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89
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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90
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Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd her well:
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91
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A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon!
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92
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Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's writ.
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93
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What have we here?
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94
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[Reads]
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95
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'The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose;
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96
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But him outlive, and die a violent death.'
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97
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Why, this is just
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98
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'Aio te, AEacida, Romanos vincere posse.'
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99
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Well, to the rest:
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100
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'Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of Suffolk?
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101
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By water shall he die, and take his end.
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102
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What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?
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103
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Let him shun castles;
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104
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Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
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105
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Than where castles mounted stand.'
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106
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Come, come, my lords;
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107
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These oracles are hardly attain'd,
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108
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And hardly understood.
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109
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The king is now in progress towards Saint Alban's,
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110
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With him the husband of this lovely lady:
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111
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Thither go these news, as fast as horse can
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112
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carry them:
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113
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A sorry breakfast for my lord protector.
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114
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Duke of Buckingham.
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115
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Your grace shall give me leave, my Lord of York,
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116
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To be the post, in hope of his reward.
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117
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Richard Plantagenet (Duke of Gloucester).
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118
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At your pleasure, my good lord. Who's within
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119
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there, ho!
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120
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[Enter a Servingman]
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121
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Invite my Lords of Salisbury and Warwick
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122
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To sup with me to-morrow night. Away!
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