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"Defacing monuments of conquer'd France; • Undoing all, as all had never been ! Car. Nephew, what means this passionate

discourse *This peroration with such circunstance ? *For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still.

*Glo. Ay, nncle, we will keep it, if we can; *But now it is impossible we should: Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast,

Hath given the dutchies of Anjou and Maine *Unto the poor king Reignier, whose large style * Agrees not with the leapness of his

purse. * Sal. Now, by the death of him that dy'd for

all, *These counties were the keys of Normandy: But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?

War. For grief that they are past recovery: 'For, were there hope to conquer them again, • My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no * Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both; 'Those provinces these arms of mine did con

quer : • And are the cities, that I got with wounds, Deliver'd up again with peaceful words? • Mort Dieu ! * York. For Suffolk's duke may he be suf.

focate, *That dims the honour of this warlike isle! * France should have torn and rent my very

heart, * Before I would have yielded to this league. 'I never read but England's kings have had *Large sums of gold, and dowries, with their

wives : *And our king Henry gives away his own, , "To match with her that brings no vantages.

* Glo. A proper jest, and never heard before,

tears.

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*That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth,
* For costs and charges in transporting her!
*She should have staid in France, and starv'd in

France,
* Before
* Car. My lord of Gloster, now you grow too

hot;
*It was the pleasure of my lord the

king.
* Glo. My lord of Winchester, I know your

mind;
" 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,
*But 'tis my presence that doth trouble you,
• Rancour will out: Proud prelate, in thy face
" I see thy fury: if I longer stay,
We shall begin our ancient bickerings.
Lordings, farewel; and say, when I am gone,
I prophesy'd France will be lost ere loog.

[Exit.
Car. So, there goes our protector in a rage.
'Tis known to you, he is mine enemy:
* Nay, more, an enemy unto you all;
* And no great friend, I fear me, to the king:
* *Consider, lords, – he is the next of blood,
*. And heir apparent to the English crown;
* Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,
* And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west,
* There's reason he should be displeas'd at it.
* Look to it, lords ; let not his smoothing words
* Bewitch your hearts; be wise, and circumspect.
What though the common people favour him,
'Calling him — Humphrey, the good duke of Glos-

ter ; Clapping their hands, and crying with loud

voice Jesu maintain your royal excellence! • With — God preserve the good duke Humphrey! ! • I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss, *He will be found a dangerous protector.

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* Buck. Why should he then protect our 80

vereign, * He being of age to govern of himself? ·Cousin of Somerset, join you with me, "And all together, with the duke of Suf.

folk, •We'll quickly hoise duke Humphrey from his

seat.

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* Car. This weighty business will not brook

delay; * I'll to the duke of Suffolk presently. [Exit. Som. Cousin of Buckingham, though Hum

phrey's pride, · And greatness of his place be grief to us, Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal; •His insolence is more intolerable "Than all the princes in the land beside; * If Gloster be displac'd, he'll be protector. Buck. Or thou, or I, Somerset, will be

tector, * Despight duke Humphrey, or the cardinal.

(Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and SOMERSET. Sal. Pride went before, ambition follows him. •While these do labour for their own prefer

meut, • Behoves it us to labour for the realm.

I never saw but Humphrey duke of Gloster • Did bear bim like a noble gentleman. • Oft bave I seen the haughty cardinal • More like a soldier, than a man o'the church, • As stout, and proud, as he were lord of all,

Swear like a ruffian, and demean himself «Unlike the ruler of a common-weal. • Warwick my son, the comfort of my age! •Thy deeds, thy plainness, and 'thy bouse

keeping, • Hath won the greatest favour of the commons, · Excepting none but good duke Humphrey.

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• And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland, • In bringing them to civil discipline; “Thy late exploits done in the heart of France, “When thou wert regent for our sovereign, Have made thee fear'd, and honour'd, of the

people : Join we together, for the publick good; • In what we can, to bridle and suppress “The pride of Suffolk, and the cardinal, With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition; • And, as

we may, cherish duke Humphrey's

deeds, • While they do tend the profit of the land. *War. So God help Warwick, as he loves the

land, * And common profit of his country!

* York. And so says York, for he hath greatest

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Sal. Then let's make haste away, and look unto

the main. War. Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost; That Maine, which by main force Warwick did

win, * And would have kept, so long as breath did

last: Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant

Maine; Which I will win from France, or else be slain.

Exeunt WARWICK and SALISBURY, York. Anjou and Maine are given to the French; *Paris is lost; the state of Normandy * Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone: * Suffolk concluded on the articles ; * The peers agreed; and Henry was well pleas'd, * To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair

daughter. *I cannot blame them all; What is't to thern? * 'Tis thine they give away, and not their own.

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* Pirates may make cheap- pennyworths of their

pillage, * And purchase friends, and give to courtezans, * Still revelling, like Jords, till all be gone: * While as the silly owner of the goods * Weeps over them, and wrings his hapless hands, * And shakes his head, and trembling stands

aloof, * While all is shar'd, and all is borne away; * Ready to starve, and dare not touch his own. * So York must sit, and fret, and bite his tongue, * While his own lands are bargain'd for, and sold. * Methinks, the realms of England, France, and

Ireland, * Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood, * As did the fatal brand Althea burn'd, * Unto the prince's heart of Calydon. Anjou and Maine, both given unto the French ! Cold news for me; for I had hope of France, Even as I have of fertile England's soil. A day will come,

when York shall claim his own; And therefore I will take the Nevil's parts, And make a shew of love to proud duke Hum.

phrey, And, when I spy advantage, claim the crown, For that's the golden mark I seek to hit: Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right, Nor hold the scepter in his childish fist, Nor wear the diadem upon his head, Whose church-like humours fit not for a crown. Then, York, be still a while, till time do serve: Watch thou, and wake, when others be asleep, 'To pry

into the secrets of the state ; 'Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love, With his new bride, and England's dear-bought

queen, And Humphrey with the peers be fall’n at jars : Then will I raise alofr the milk-white rose,

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