Henry VI, Pt. 1
Act IV, Scene 1
				
Paris. A hall of state.
				
					
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Enter King, Gloucester, Winchester, York, Suffolk, Somerset,
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Warwick, Talbot, and Governor of Paris, Exeter, and others.
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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Lord Bishop, set the crown upon his head.
 
				
					Bishop of Winchester
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God save King Henry, of that name the sixt!
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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Now, Governor of Paris, take your oath:
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Governor kneels.
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That you elect no other king but him;
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Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,
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And none your foes but such as shall pretend
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Malicious practices against his state.
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This shall ye do, so help you righteous God!
 
				
					
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Exeunt Governor and Train.
 
				
				
					Falstaff
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My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Callice,
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To haste unto your coronation,
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A letter was deliver’d to my hands,
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Writ to your Grace from th’ Duke of Burgundy.
 
				
				
					Lord Talbot
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Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!
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I vow’d, base knight, when I did meet thee next,
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To tear the Garter from thy craven’s leg,
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Plucking it off.
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Which I have done, because (unworthily)
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Thou wast installed in that high degree.
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Pardon me, princely Henry, and the rest.
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This dastard, at the battle of Poictiers,
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When (but in all) I was six thousand strong
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And that the French were almost ten to one,
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Before we met, or that a stroke was given,
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Like to a trusty squire did run away;
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In which assault we lost twelve hundred men;
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Myself and divers gentlemen beside
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Were there surpris’d and taken prisoners.
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Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss;
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Or whether that such cowards ought to wear
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This ornament of knighthood, yea or no?
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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To say the truth, this fact was infamous
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And ill beseeming any common man,
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Much more a knight, a captain, and a leader.
 
				
					Lord Talbot
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When first this order was ordain’d, my lords,
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Knights of the Garter were of noble birth,
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Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,
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Such as were grown to credit by the wars;
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Not fearing death, nor shrinking for distress,
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But always resolute in most extremes.
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He then, that is not furnish’d in this sort,
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Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight,
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Profaning this most honorable order,
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And should (if I were worthy to be judge)
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Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain
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That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear’st thy doom!
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Be packing therefore, thou that wast a knight;
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Henceforth we banish thee, on pain of death.
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Exit Falstaff.
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And now, Lord Protector, view the letter
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Sent from our uncle Duke of Burgundy.
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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What means his Grace, that he hath chang’d his style?
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No more but plain and bluntly “To the King”?
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Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?
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Or doth this churlish superscription
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Pretend some alteration in good will?
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What’s here?
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Reads.
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“I have, upon especial cause,
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Mov’d with compassion of my country’s wrack,
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Together with the pitiful complaints
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Of such as your oppression feeds upon,
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Forsaken your pernicious faction
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And join’d with Charles, the rightful King of France.”
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O monstrous treachery! Can this be so?
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That in alliance, amity, and oaths,
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There should be found such false dissembling guile?
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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What? Doth my uncle Burgundy revolt?
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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He doth, my lord, and is become your foe.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Is that the worst this letter doth contain?
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Why then Lord Talbot there shall talk with him,
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And give him chastisement for this abuse.
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How say you, my lord? Are you not content?
 
				
					Lord Talbot
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Content, my liege? Yes. But that I am prevented,
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I should have begg’d I might have been employ’d.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Then gather strength and march unto him straight.
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Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason,
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And what offense it is to flout his friends.
 
				
					Lord Talbot
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I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
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You may behold confusion of your foes.
 
				
				
				
					Vernon
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Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.
 
				
					Basset
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And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.
 
				
					Richard, Duke of York
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This is my servant, hear him, noble prince.
 
				
					Duke of Somerset
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And this is mine, sweet Henry, favor him.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.
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Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim?
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And wherefore crave you combat? Or with whom?
 
				
					Vernon
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With him, my lord, for he hath done me wrong.
 
				
					Basset
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And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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What is that wrong whereof you both complain?
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First let me know, and then I’ll answer you.
 
				
					Basset
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Crossing the sea from England into France,
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This fellow here, with envious carping tongue,
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Upbraided me about the rose I wear,
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Saying the sanguine color of the leaves
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Did represent my master’s blushing cheeks,
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When stubbornly he did repugn the truth
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About a certain question in the law
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Argu’d betwixt the Duke of York and him;
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With other vile and ignominious terms:
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In confutation of which rude reproach,
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And in defense of my lord’s worthiness,
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I crave the benefit of law of arms.
 
				
					Vernon
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And that is my petition, noble lord.
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For though he seem with forged quaint conceit
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To set a gloss upon his bold intent,
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Yet know, my lord, I was provok’d by him,
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And he first took exceptions at this badge,
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Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower
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Bewray’d the faintness of my master’s heart.
 
				

Byam Shaw, 1901
 
					Richard, Duke of York
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Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?
 
				
					Duke of Somerset
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Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out,
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Though ne’er so cunningly you smother it.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Good Lord, what madness rules in brain-sick men,
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When for so slight and frivolous a cause
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Such factious emulations shall arise!
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Good cousins both, of York and Somerset,
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Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace.
 
				
					Richard, Duke of York
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Let this dissension first be tried by fight,
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And then your Highness shall command a peace.
 
				
					Duke of Somerset
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The quarrel toucheth none but us alone,
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Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.
 
				
					Richard, Duke of York
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There is my pledge, accept it, Somerset.
 
				
					Vernon
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Nay, let it rest where it began at first.
 
				
					Basset
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Confirm it so, mine honorable lord.
 
				
					Duke of Gloucester
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Confirm it so? Confounded be your strife,
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And perish ye, with your audacious prate!
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Presumptuous vassals, are you not asham’d
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With this immodest clamorous outrage
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To trouble and disturb the King and us?
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And you, my lords, methinks you do not well
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To bear with their perverse objections;
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Much less to take occasion from their mouths
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To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves.
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Let me persuade you take a better course.
 
				
					Duke of Exeter
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It grieves his Highness. Good my lords, be friends.
 
				
					King Henry the Sixth
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Come hither, you that would be combatants:
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Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favor,
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Quite to forget this quarrel, and the cause.
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And you, my lords: remember where we are—
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In France, amongst a fickle, wavering nation.
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If they perceive dissension in our looks,
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And that within ourselves we disagree,
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How will their grudging stomachs be provok’d
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To willful disobedience, and rebel!
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Beside, what infamy will there arise,
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When foreign princes shall be certified
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That for a toy, a thing of no regard,
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King Henry’s peers and chief nobility
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Destroy’d themselves, and lost the realm of France!
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O, think upon the conquest of my father,
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My tender years, and let us not forgo
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That for a trifle that was bought with blood!
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Let me be umpeer in this doubtful strife.
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I see no reason, if I wear this rose,
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Putting on a red rose.
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That any one should therefore be suspicious
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I more incline to Somerset than York:
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Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both.
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As well they may upbraid me with my crown,
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Because, forsooth, the King of Scots is crown’d.
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But your discretions better can persuade
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Than I am able to instruct or teach;
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And therefore, as we hither came in peace,
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So let us still continue peace, and love.
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Cousin of York, we institute your Grace
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To be our regent in these parts of France;
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And, good my Lord of Somerset, unite
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Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot,
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And like true subjects, sons of your progenitors,
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Go cheerfully together and digest
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Your angry choler on your enemies.
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Ourself, my Lord Protector, and the rest,
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After some respite, will return to Callice;
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From thence to England, where I hope ere long
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To be presented, by your victories,
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With Charles, Alanson, and that traitorous rout.
 
				
				
					
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Exeunt. Manent York, Warwick, Exeter, Vernon.
 
				
					Earl of Warwick
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My Lord of York, I promise you, the King
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Prettily, methought, did play the orator.
 
				
					Richard, Duke of York
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And so he did, but yet I like it not,
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In that he wears the badge of Somerset.
 
				
					Earl of Warwick
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Tush, that was but his fancy, blame him not.
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I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm.
 
				
					Richard, Duke of York
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And if I wist he did—but let it rest,
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Other affairs must now be managed.
 
				
				
					Duke of Exeter
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Well didst thou, Richard, to suppress thy voice,
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For had the passions of thy heart burst out,
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I fear we should have seen decipher’d there
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More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils,
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Than yet can be imagin’d or suppos’d.
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But howsoe’er, no simple man that sees
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This jarring discord of nobility,
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This shouldering of each other in the court,
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This factious bandying of their favorites,
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But that it doth presage some ill event.
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’Tis much, when sceptres are in children’s hands;
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But more, when envy breeds unkind division:
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There comes the ruin, there begins confusion.