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A35283	Henry the Sixth with the murder of Humphrey, Duke of Glocester : as it was acted at the Dukes Theatre / written by Mr. Crown.	Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. King Henry VI. Part 2.; Crown, Mr. (John), 1640?-1712. Misery of civil-war.	1681 (1681)	Wing C7388; Wing C7389; ESTC R2847	104,244	237

Elia. Welcome my Banishment for I am sure My doleful days will not be many there Glo. Oh Wife What hast thou brought upon thy self Did not I timely warn thee of Ambition And say one day 't wou'd do some dismal deed The King has past a righteous Sentence on thee And none have reason to complain but I Who innocently suffer in thy shame My honor shares in all thy sad reproach And my love suffers in thy Banishment That I am punish'd equally with thee Though I am innocent and yet the King Does me no wrong at all no Elianor I 've reason to complain of none but thee Who woud'st not take the Counsels that I gave thee Out of dear Love to thee Elia. I see my folly Glo. Now hast thou brought dishonor on my age And shame and grief will sink me to my Grave Qu. My Lord my Lord you can be sensible Of your Wive's shame but not of the dishonor The King and I both suffer'd by her Insolence You weep ' cause she must suffer an hou●s Pennance But she has made me suffer horrid Pennance E'er since I was her Queen both to my own And the King's shame and grief that you ne'r wept for She must walk barefoot now upon the stones Time was she trod on me I was her way Which I endur'd to the King's shame and mine And you for that had very small regret Gl. Madam if for her Crimes her too great Crimes The punishment the King has doom'd her ●o Be not enough pray Sentence her to more But let her know an end of punishment But if the Scale be full enough already As the just King who poiz'd it well conceives Do not be heaping till it grows injustice Qu. My Lord she deserves more then she shall suffer Only for the intolerable rudeness Wherewith she treated me her Queen to day To call me to my Face a Beggars Daughter Suppose I were that miserable Beggar Is it well done to tread on Poverty But when by Birth heaven made me a great Princess And the King's Love made me a great Queen her Queen For her to treat me so Was that well done Suff. Yes Madam 't was well done for his Designs Of making her your Queen your Majesty her subject That they had such Designs her present Crimes Are a sufficient proofe and they did well To bring you to subjection by degrees Car. All the reflection I shall make is this He who was Govern'd by so ill a Woman Is very unfit to be the Kingdoms Governor She was his Counsellor the Devil hers Conjecture then what his Designs must be Glo. Lord Cardinal I am sure of your good Word I see what all of you thirst for my ruine I had long since remov'd out of your way If duty to my King had not detain'd me I was afraid to trust him in your hands But I perceive my stay occasions him Perpetual trouble and the heavenly power Has an especial eye to Sacred Kings To his Protection then I 'le leave the King If the King will permit me and retire To bear the heavy burden of my griefs Qu. Pray do my Lord we 'l take you at your word I see no reason why a King of years Shou'd be Protected like a little Child Resign your Staffe and give the King his Kingdom The King by heaven's help may Govern it King Do do my Lord since they 'l all have it so I shall not want a Counsel or Protection For heaven is my hope my stay my guide And go in peace less powerful less great No less belov'd by me and all good Men. Enter York Glo. Then here most Sacred Sovereign is my Staffe As willingly do I resign it to you As e're your glorious Father made it mine As willingly I lay it at your feet As others wou'd ambitiously receive it Farewell good King may you when I am dead Never have cause to shed one tear for me When is your Royal Pleasure that my Wife Shall do her Pennance King Now immediately Glo. Come Elianor let us support our Sorrows Sorrow is natural to this Vale of Tears My fall will rather pleasure to me bring If it shall cause no sorrow to the King Exit Glocester Elianor with a Guard King Oh Lords you have made me part with a good Man I wish I may never have need of him York How Has the Duke resign'd the Government Qu. Yes Henry now is King and I am Queen And Humphry Duke of Glocester scarce himself Two of his stately Branches are lopt from him His Wife is Banish'd and his Staffe resign'd And he will shortly wither with the Mayme Yo. As I wou'd wish How have these haughty Lords asid● Most subtilly wrought their own destruction For now the King lies open to my Sword But they shall perish with him for their Villanies A Shout Enter Buckingham King Now What 's the News Buck. May it please your Majesty The Combate 'tween the Armourer and his Man The Appellant and Defendant has been fought According as your Majesty appointed Truth has prevail'd the Guilty Armourer Worsted by his Servant has confest the Treason King Where is the Fellow Buc. They are both without Come in Enter Armorer and his Man with a Guard King What Fellow did you speak the words Arm. Yes please your Majesty King Yet you deny'd ' em Ar. I was unwilling to be hang'd an 't please you King But not unwilling to destroy thy Soul By spilling of an innocent Fellows blood As thou hast done if right had not prevail'd Buck. Sir it was right indeed that did prevail I never saw poor Fellow so afraid As the Armorer's Servant was in all my life And yet he beate his Master by his Innocence Arm. It was my Conscience beate me and not he If my own Conscience had not fought against me I cou'd have beaten twenty such as he Pet. I do not know that for though I was afraid E're I came to it now I know what it is I do not care if I have t'other bout King There 's mischief in this Business I discern it Aside The Common People have been tamper'd with To try how they will like a change of Princes And to make way for it my right is question'd And my good Lord Protector sent away from me Oh! heaven if I be useful to my People Preserve me for their sakes from wicked Men If I be not extend thy Providence To them and let what will become of me Go lead that Traytor to the Death he merits Thou honest man whose truth and innocence Heaven has reveal'd by me shall be rewarded Exit Omnes prae Suffolk and the Queen Qu. Now it goes excellently well indeed This haughty Woman tumbled in the dirt So far beneath my feet I cannot tread upon her Duke Humphrey's charming Rod broken in pieces Wherewith he kept as in a Conjurers Circle The King and Kingdom both out of our reach Suff. Did not I promise you there shou'd be nothing

prevention of thy Enemies Till thou art fallen lower than I am now Gl. Ah! Nell forbear for now thou aim'st awry I must offend before I can be hurt And had I twenty times so many Enemies And each of e'm had twenty times their power Not all of e'm cou'd work me any damage So long as I am Loyal True and Faultless But thou wou'd'st have me rescue thee from shame I cannot do it from these Officers If I shou'd force thee I can ne're redeem thee From th' everlasting Scandal that will follow thee Thy greatest help is quiet then sweet Nell I pray thee sort thy heart with patience Enter a Herald Her I summon your Grace to his Majesties Parliament Holden at Bury the first of this next Month. Gl. And my consent ne're ask'd herein before This is close dealing Well I will be there Ex. Herald El. Lo you my Lord What think you now Gl. I think My Love as thou dost Mischief is design'd me But if my Innocence will not protect me Guilt shall not do it I will keep my Loyalty Whilst I can keep my Life El. Oh! that I fear Will not be long Gl. Well Heaven's will be done Love I must take my leave and Master Sheriff Let not her Penance exceed the King's Commission Sher. An 't please your Grace here my Commission stay 's And Sir John Stanly is appointed now To take her with him to the Isle of Man Stanly So am I given in charge an 't please your Grace Gl. Pray use her well the World may smile again And I may live to return any Kindness You do to her and so dear Love farewel El. Oh! stay and do not make our farewel short For this is the last time I e're shall see thee Gl. Do not say so my Love El. I know it is Thy Enemies are powerful and many And thy own Innocence will betray thee to e'm Gl. I hope not so I doubt not but to scape From all their Snares and if I do I 'le come And find thee out in thy poor barren Island There we 'l be all the World to one another In that most desolate mournful abode We will be happier then e're we were In the high stately building of our Greatness Whose walls were Vanity foundations Rottenness Oh! I can speak no more to thee for Tears Once more farewel Exit El. All comfort go with thee For none abides with me my Joy is death Death at whose name I oft have been afraid Because I wish't this World's eternity But now I wish the World were at an end Stanly I prethy go and take me hence I care not whether for I beg no favour I care not what becomes of wretched me My Honour is for ever sunk in shame And my Lord lost among his Enemies For I am sure they 'l murder him amongst e'm And I shall never never see him more Prethee conveigh me where thou art commanded Stan. Why Madam that is to the Isle of Man There to be us'd according to your State El. According to my State How 's that Reproachfully For now my State is vilest Infamy Stan. Like to a Duchess and Duke Humphry's Lady According to that state you shall be us'd El. Sheriff farewel I wish no harm to thee Though thou hast been conductor of my shame Sher. It is my Office Madam pardon me El. I I farewel thy Office is discharg'd Come Stanly let us go Stan. Your Penance done Now Madam if you please throw off your sheet El. My shame will not be thrown off with my sheet No it will hang upon my richest Robes All Sin will meet dishonour first or last I hope my Crown 's to come and my shame past Exit ACT IV. Enter King Queen Cardinal Suffolk York Buckingham King I Admire my Lord of Glocester is not come 'T is not his wont to be the hindmost Man What e're occasion keeps him from us now Queen Do you not see his alter'd Countenance With what a Majesty he bears himself How proud how peremptory how unlike himself We know the time when he was mi●d and affable And if we did but glance a far-off look Immediately he was upon his Knee That all the Court admir'd his great humility But now he frowns and passes stifly by Scorning to shew us any regard at all Suff. Madam most true Has not the King observ'd This carriage in him Qu. He will see no ill in him Come Sir he is a Man exceeding dangerous He is no inconsiderable Person First he is next the Crown if you shou'd fall He is the next that Mounts that 't is ill policy To trust him with your Royal Person and Councels Whose rancorous mind is now prepar'd for mischief And whose advantage is the King's destruction Who else will gain by it We shall be sad loosers But he will compass all his heart can wish Your Kingdoms and revenge upon his Enemies Card. The two great Idols of a proud mans heart Suff. Oh! his Soul swell's with rancour as 't were poyson'd He foams with Gall and his Eyes flash with fury I saw him th' other day pass by the King And Queen as they were walking in the Garden He measur'd oft the King from Head to Foot With a disdainful eye as who shou'd say Henry Thou art too little for thy Throne Then wou'd he ca● a down-look on the King And press him with his eye to the Earth and look on him As if he lay under his Feet already Nay under th' Earth and then he stampt and pointed Towards Paul's where his Wife lately did Penance As who shou'd say Oh! Henry very shortly My Wife shall tread on thy cold Monument With as much pride as thou hast made her tread With her bare feet you cutting Flints with shame In short all his demeanour is of late So raging haughty frantique and intolerable That I believe the Devil which his Wife Conjur'd from Hell is gotten into his Breast Card. He was a great frequenter of the Chappel No Man so constant no Man so devout The lowest bower to the Altar there The highest lifter up of eyes to Heaven The humblest kneeler on the Marble Floor But now as if he had gain'd all the Heaven He aim'd at by devotion the Kingdom He Knees no more lick up the Chappel Dust To blind the People's eyes they are blind enough He takes no more the Chappel in his way He thinks he is at his journeys end the Throne Qu. That 's the next thing Sir makes him dangerous He has by his Hypocrisie and Flattery So gull'd the credulous Commons of their hearts They 'l venture Hanging at any time to Crown him And think it Martyrdom to die for him King These things are very bad if they be true Suff. True Sir His Wive's crime prove e'm what do you think Did instigate that Bedlam brainsick Woman To her foul fault but his foul subornation Or if he were not privy to her wickedness At least high vaunts of

all this Night War He durst not do it durst not serve me so Ed. I see my Brother and my Lord of Warwick Retire Ex. Wom. War My Lord. Ed. My Lord of Warwick War Yes my Lord Where are your men Ed. My Lord I must confess I 've been to night a happy but great sinner Starting to gallop for the Crown my destiny I sung in my way brighter temptations Than were all Atalanta's Golden Balls That had it cost a Kingdom and my life I cou'd not but have stoop'd to take 'em up Ric. 'T is well must all the glory we have div'd for In Seas of blood be melted in a kiss And swallowed down like Cleopatra's pear In one sweet draught War So you have serv'd me well Ric. And do you thus revenge our Fathers blood War But what revenge shall I have for the ruin That I am like to suffer in your service Ed. Fear not War I do not fear I know which way I can repair my self in Henry's service I can have greatness with less pains and dangr Than I must take in yours to be undone Ed. You will not leave me War You first left your self And left me too Ed. I beg your pardon for it Who now my Fathers murderd am your King War You are my King but King of my own making And I like Heaven repent I 've made a Creature ' Who for the Apple of a rowling Eye Will lose a World But I 'll secure my share of it I will go make Henry a King again And tumble you again into a subject Ed. You will not sure my Lord War I swear I will Ed. Oh but you cannot do it War I 'll try that Ed. You can at most but make Henry a Tyrant For I am lawful King War Oh! I 'll give Henry My Sword and do you keep your lawfulness Then try which of you will be King of England I ne're found Conscience or in Priest or Layman So firm at anchor but a golden Ax Wou'd cut the Cable or success cou'd weigh it And set the Conscience swimming with the Tyde Ric. Oh! I cou'd tear my flesh must we be ruin'd For a fair Toy but I will not be ruin'd For I will seek the Kingdom for my self Ed. Brother 't is well Rich. Brother it shall be ill Exceeding ill with you and very quickly Ed. Hold I command you both hear me one word Know I have only made a Tryal of you For I have brought the Troops that you desir'd I march'd 'em hither with such expedition Their front encounter'd here the front of day Nay more I 've brought my Brother and his Troops Both Armies are not half a mile from hence And here my Brother is Brother come hither Enter George Geo. I heard of our great Fathers sad misfortunes And came to his revenge with all the speed A hungry wretch wou'd do to a great feast Where there were many guests and he far off Ed. Now my good faithful Friends what think you both Now Warwick will you make Henry a King And Brother will you make your self a King I was inform'd of what I have discover'd That you good Brother sought to be a King And Warwick to command him who is King And him you cannot Govern you will ruin Henry is govern'd by the Queen and Clifford And so because there is no room for Rule You fight for us to make us all your Vassals War Who durst say this of me Ric. And what bold Villain Durst give you such a Character of me Ed. Oh! you are angry I 'm inform'd the truth If they be Villains who durst tell me this Then what are you who durst to my own face Threaten to do all this War It was all passion Ric. Nothing but passion Ed. Brother you are wrong'd Or in cold blood you are as bad as this You act the undermining Polititian A King is a strong Tower on a high Rock And it is dangerous to storm him openly So at a mighty distance they break ground And cast up earth that is by subtle tricks They raise the dirty crow'd and behind them They lie secure from Royal battery There if they find any unguarded place About the King they use it most unmercifully My heart to beauty always lies too open And that infirmitie thou givest no quarter Though thou who censurest me because sometimes I shed some vacant hours among fair Women Wou'dst shed the blood or of thy Friend or King Or if thy Father were he now alive To gain a Crown for there is thy chief Lust Ric. That is a Cruel censure Ed. But a true one Who stabbs my Name wou'd stab my Person too Did not the Hangman's Ax lye in his way And no man care's to stumble upon that War Well Sir I have so long gone clad in Steel I have forgot to kneel but yet my Spirit More stubborn than my sinews bonds to you And beggs your pardon for my too rash passion For 't was no more and there appear'd occasion Though you it seems kindled the fire o 'purpose To shew us by the light of it our faults Ed. Nay I will own after the days Fatigues I fell into an ambuscade of beauty Where ignorant of what befell my Father And deep in Love I lay some hours last night And which of you wou'd not have done the same War All of us wou'd and Sir I humbly beg you Think my wild passion was the Woman in me And I 've enjoy'd my Woman as you yours Ed. My Lord I know you wou'd enjoy your Woman I mean your Mistress for you have a Mistress And you who threatned to revolt from me Because some moments which were due to business I gave away to Beauty and to Love Had almost at S. Albans given away Our victory to a Woman that abhorr'd you War Ha! Ed. Yes my Lord I was inform'd the story You woo'd her over her dead Husband's Body Till you were almost taken by the Enemy I do not know her Name I never pry Into your pleasures though you censure mine But thou in Chastity wou'dst seem a Scipio Know that the Woman that thou saw'st me with Was thy own Whore Ric. Ha! Ed. Yes thy own poor Whore A Peasant's dirty Daughter whom thou keep'st By whom thou hast a little tawny Bastard Whom I o' purpose brought to shew thy Faults In th' eyes where thou hast often seen thy face This is the Lady Enter Woman Ric. Cursed treacherous jade Aside Ed. Now Sirs what think you Ge. Pray Sir give me leave To intercede for 'em I see shame covers 'em And to great minds no punishment like shame Rich. Sir not for mine but for my Father's sake Pardon my Errours and accept my Service Kneels both That I may aid you to revenge his Blood War Sir not for mine but for the Kingdoms sake Pardon my Errours and accept my service For I by placing you in the English Throne Shall place the English Throne above the World Ed. Rise both

where they like best ●hy shou'd I be the only man impos'd on La. Gr. But I 'm a Widow and have many Children Ed. And I have Children too though I 'm a Batchelour 〈◊〉 we are tryed and shall be sure of Heirs La. Gr. But you have sent to Court a foreign Princesse ●ay bring your Kingdom great advantages Ed. Then set my Kingdom go and marry her La. Gr. Consider you may enrage the Earl of Warwick Ed. He is my Friend and Servant not my Guardian La. Gr. But Sir they say you are promis'd to another Ed. When I 'm a priest I will do penance for it La. Gr. I am afraid you 'l lose your Subjects love Ed. Why shou'd I lose their love by loving Subjects La. Gr. But you have many Subjects of more Beauty Ed. My Subjects if they please may marry ' em ● give them freedom and I 'll take my own ● take it too this minute La. Gr. At first sight ●ou'l think me Sir immodest shou'd I grant Ed. A King is above forms I 'll have it so ●●en come away La. Gr. What in this Mourning habit Ed. I marry not your habit but your self La. Gr. The world will much condemn you Sir Ed. I care not I had rather live a minute in your Armes Than many ages in the praise of Fools Enter a Gentleman Gent. Most happy tydings Sir Henry your Enemy Wandring alone disguis'd in homely habit Was taken by the Keepers of the Forrest As he was reading in shady Covert Ed. Good news indeed where is he bring him to me Enter King Henry in a poor habit brought in by a Couple of Forresters Why how now Henry in this humble dress Hen. Insult not Edward over my misfortunes But from this garb in which thou scarce canst know me Learn thou to know thy self for in my fall Heaven humbles every King as well as me Ed. Henry I pity thee thou dost not suffer For thy own Crimes but those of thy usurping And trayterous Ancestours To London with him And keep him a close Prisoner in the Tower But let him there command all things but Liberty Ex. Hen. with a guard How all my happinesses flow together A Crown upon my Head my chiefest Enemy Under my Feet and Beauty in my Armes Ex. Enter Richard Ric. What 's this a Chaplain call'd for he is mad He 'll marry her and marry at first sight Marry a Subject nay and a mean Subject Nay the poor wretched leavings of a Subject A Widow and the Widow of a Knight I fear this Marriage will enrage the Kingdom But I fear more the furious Warwick's Rage Whose haughty temper will not bear the affront Of being sent on a mock-Embassy Now though I 'd have him fight him have him kill him Kill both my Brothers if he 'd set up me But that he cannot do for he must fight In Henry's Name and so must set up Henry He 's not far from hence I 'll after him And for my own sake I will pacify him And let the King mean while finish his marriage For I wou'd have him finish it because I 'm told he has another Wife if so The Children of this Marriage must be Bastards Then when I 've kill'd Henry and his Son And by some Arts destroy'd my Brother Clarence The King once dead I 'll Bastardize his Children Then am I King but some will say by Villany That 's Villany that by it's ill success Betray 's a man and into ruin throws When once it gains a Crown it vertue grows Ex. The Scene a Chapel Edward and Lady Grey A Priest Attendants The solemnity ended Enter Lady Elianor Butler La. El. Ha! is it so and can the news be true It cannot be I 'll not believe my Eyes I 'll know the truth King Edward Ed. Lady Elianor La. El. My heart 's so full I cannot speak to him Ha! is he shunning me Nay then he 's guilty What is the cause King Edward you wou'd shun me Am I so strangely chang'd since I last saw you You cannot bear my sight Ed. No surely Madam You are not alter'd for the worse I 'm certain And for the better 't is impossible La. El. Oh! Sir your passion 's dead and you are weaving Garlands of fine expressions for it's Funeral If my small beauty were extreamly improv'd I were a horrid sight to thee an Angel Is a most dreadful Vision to a sinner La. Gr. Who is this Ed. One your beauty Triumphs over La. El. Come to the Bar and answer me great sinner What dost thou with this wretched Woman here How far hast thou undone thy Soul and her I 'm told thou hast sinn'd with her even to Marriage Thou durst not do it sure say is it true Ed. Madam I must confess 't is very true La. El. How is it true Ed. Yes Madam it is true La. El. What after all the Oaths thou hast sworn to me Ed. Beauties like palaces have several ways Of access to 'em I believ'd those Oaths A form of speaking which did please you best What form o' damning in do you expect The lowest place in Hell Ed. Rather a place Among the Saints of the Old Testament La. El. Yes Jewish Saints but pray will Christian Saintship Admit such things Ed. Oh! yes I when I please Can have a dispensation from his Holiness La El. What then his Holiness will be your pardon A very excellent office for a Pope To be the Universal Bawd of Christendom A very excellent Shepherd that will give His sheep a dispensation to be rotten Ed. Well you shall be my fair Confessor then I 'll own my sins to you and ask your pardon La. El. And dost thou hope to have it Ed. I will give you Any other satisfaction La. El. What thy blood Do kill thy self I swear I 'll pardon thee Ed. I wou'd do much for that but I wou'd live A little while to mend and to repent La. El. Would'st thou repent oh I will pray thou mayst Oh may heaven lash thee with so many plagues May fill thee and surround thee with repentance I will not curse this most unhappy VVoman For she alas is curst enough in thee Poor VVoman he has gull'd thee horridly For he has only pick'd the name of wife Out of my Marriage sheet's to hide thy shame with As for his love in which thou think'st thee happy 'T is like a Green-land-Summer short and hot And whilst it lasts 't is day all smiling day But soon he goes to visit other provinces But oh he never like the Sun returns Farewel poor wretch pitied not envied by me Thou think'st we part with very different fortunes I go to sorrow and thou stay'st with joy Alas I leave thee but in a fools paradise Ex And very shortly we shall meet in Bedlam La. Gr. Oh Sir I like not this this is an ill Beginning o' this day Ed. VVhy so my Love That 's well begun that is begun with sacrifice She is thy