Sonnets    Agrees not with the leanness of his purse. Run back and bite, because he was withheld; Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw. Thrice-noble Suffolk, 'tis resolutely spoke. And choke the herbs for want of husbandry. I am content: provide me soldiers, lords. Sometimes he talks as if Duke Humphrey's ghost. For costs and charges in transporting her! Can I make men live, whether they will or no? Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges! Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul. Their softest touch as smart as lizards' sting! it stands upright. Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Away with them to prison; and the day of combat. Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist. Married the Duke of Clarence' daughter, did he not? And now, henceforward it shall be treason for any that calls, If this fellow be wise, he'll never call ye Jack. Against her will! Despite the bear-ward that protects the bear. The duke was dumb and could not speak a word. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates. There's reason he should be displeased at it. I fear me, love, if that I had been dead. Now part, them again, lest they consult about the giving up of, some more towns in France. Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that wouldst. Shakespeare's Sources. For there I'll ship them all for Ireland. Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear. Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son! That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. Edward the Black Prince died before his father. Devise strange deaths for small offences done? [Aside] Cold news for me; for I had hope of France. The Duke of York is newly come from Ireland. prostrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwell, Well said, my masters; and welcome all. here's the Lord Say, which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay, one and twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the. As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground. The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne and Alencon. As stout and proud as he were lord of all. So might your grace's person be in danger. That she will light to listen to the lays. An't like your lordly lord-protectorship. God's secret judgment: I did dream to-night. Comb down his hair; look, look! Loather a hundred times to part than die. Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth. Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter. My shame will not be shifted with my sheet: Go, lead the way; I long to see my prison. Fie! Away even now, or I will drag thee hence: Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with thee. Shakespeare homepage | Henry VI, part 3 | Entire play ACT I SCENE I. London. Henry VI, Part 1 is the first in a sequence of four history plays (the others being Henry VI, Part 2, Henry VI, Part 3, and Richard III) known collectively as the “first tetralogy,” treating the Wars of the Roses between the houses of Lancaster and York. That all the court admired him for submission: But meet him now, and, be it in the morn. Sound, trumpets, alarum to the combatants! That these great lords and Margaret our queen. feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valour. What mean'st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these? Act II. Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself, My lord protector, 'tis his highness' pleasure. Poor soul, God's goodness hath been great to thee: But still remember what the Lord hath done. Hot coals of vengeance! Hath won the greatest favour of the commons. Here in our presence! Great God, how just art Thou! My masters, let's stand close: my lord protector, will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver. Why art thou old, and want'st experience? And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave. 'Twas men I lack'd and you will give them me: I take it kindly; and yet be well assured. Ah, that my fear were false! my apron: and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer: and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. If he be old enough, what needs your grace. Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee. Their music frightful as the serpent's hiss. Suffolk, let them go. And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come. Stand, villain, stand, or I'll fell thee down. Dramatic personae: a list of characters in Henry 6, Part 2. As would, but that they dare not, take our parts. This happy day. [Aside] Then we are like to have biting statutes. That he that breaks a stick of Gloucester's grove. And thought thee happy when I shook my head? Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath? Sight may, distinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate them, all, it is impossible. Should perish by the sword! Have all limed bushes to betray thy wings. [Within] An answer from the king, or we will all break in! Was better worth than all my father's lands. Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! Yet have I gold flies from another coast; And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk. Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget myself! There let his head and lifeless body lie. From thee to die were torture more than death: Away! London. Three times bestrid him; thrice I led him off. Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all. Now show yourselves men; 'tis for liberty. Nor store of treasons to augment my guilt; The ancient proverb will be well effected: 'A staff is quickly found to beat a dog. After them enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and page, Enter the KING and his train, the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE among them, Re-enter PRINCE JOHN, the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE, with officers, Exeunt all but PRINCE JOHN and the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE, Program code and database © 2003-2021 George Mason University. Master's-Mate And so much shall you give, or off goes yours. York doth present himself unto your highness. That I had said and done! what news? As I have read, laid claim unto the crown; And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king, Married Richard Earl of Cambridge; who was son. How much thou wrong'st me, heaven be my judge. My earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view. They fight, and PETER strikes him down, Enter the DUCHESS in a white sheet, and a taper burning in her hand; with STANLEY, the Sheriff, and Officers, Exeunt all but QUEEN MARGARET, CARDINAL, SUFFOLK, and YORK; SOMERSET remains apart, Sound trumpets. My lords, at once: the care you have of us. This breast from harbouring foul deceitful thoughts. YORK While we pursued the horsemen of the north, He slily stole away and left his men: Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland, Whose warlike ears could … True, madam, none at all: what call you this? But be thou mild and blush not at my shame, Nor stir at nothing till the axe of death. Another part of the forest; Scene 3. Lest, being suffer'd in that harmful slumber. Hath slain their governors, surprised our forts. Farewell, my lord: trust not the Kentish rebels. Follow the knave; and take this drab away. and heavens and. Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand. Causeless have laid disgraces on my head, And with your best endeavour have stirr'd up, Ay, all you have laid your heads together--. The third son, Duke of Clarence, from whose line. Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance. did my brother Henry spend his youth. See, how the pangs of death do make him grin! About OSS, 1. Scene 1. Nay, then, this spark will prove a raging fire. As with almost all of the history plays, Shakespeare relied upon Holinshed's Chronicles (second edition, 1587) as the primary source for Henry VI, Part I.Although Shakespeare chose to disregard the true chronology of the events of Henry's reign, he does take these events from Holinshed's text and, at times, copies Holinshed's narrative almost verbatim. Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign: And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock. Stand by, my masters: bring him near the king; His highness' pleasure is to talk with him. While Gloucester bears this base and humble mind. [Aside to GLOUCESTER] Ay, where thou darest. Made me collect these dangers in the duke. You four, from hence to prison back again; The witch in Smithfield shall be burn'd to ashes. Cade more: I think he hath a very fair warning. Were by his side; sometime he calls the king. No, not to lose it all, as thou hast done: By staying there so long till all were lost. Long live our sovereign Richard, England's king! If from this presence thou darest go with me. how think you by that? And my consent ne'er ask'd herein before! Wouldst have me rescue thee from this reproach? We thank you, lords. what, to come behind folks? False king! Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor? I do dismiss you to your several countries. What, will your highness leave the parliament? So thou wilt let me live, and feel no pain. Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest. This is the day appointed for the combat; And ready are the appellant and defendant. Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us? For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night. But boldly stand and front him to his face. Westminster. I'd set my ten commandments in your face. [Kneeling] Long live Queen Margaret, England's. But that in all my life, when I was a youth. ', Exeunt DUCHESS and other prisoners, guarded, Enter at one door, HORNER, the Armourer, and his Neighbours, drinking to him so much that he is drunk; and he enters with a drum before him and his staff with a sand-bag fastened to it; and at the other door PETER, his man, with a drum and sand-bag, and 'Prentices drinking to him, Alarum. You, madam, shall with us. Now 'tis the spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now, and they'll o'ergrow the garden. the Tower, to defend the city from the rebels. That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air. And, in thy closet pent up, rue my shame. My Nell, I take my leave: and, master sheriff. Now, by the death of Him that died for all. Now, my good Lords of Salisbury and Warwick. Bare-headed plodded by my foot-cloth mule. The name of Henry the Fifth hales them, to an hundred mischiefs, and makes them leave me, desolate. As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks. Give me my fan: what, minion! Still lamenting and mourning for Suffolk's death? Ye shall have a hempen caudle, then, and the help of hatchet. What, dost thou turn away and hide thy face? Cannot do more in England than the Nevils: Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers. invincible spirit: but it shall be convenient, Master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be. And so break off; the day is almost spent: Lord Suffolk, you and I must talk of that event. The ringleader and head of all this rout. Is Beaufort term'd a kite? See if thou canst outface me with thy looks: Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser; Thy leg a stick compared with this truncheon; My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast; Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. And dead men's cries do fill the empty air. Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize; For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs. To call them both a pair of crafty knaves. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will. As by your grace shall be propounded him. Are you the butcher, Suffolk? And make the meanest of you earls and dukes? Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloucester's wife: In sight of God and us, your guilt is great: Such as by God's book are adjudged to death. Madam, your penance done, throw off this sheet. Be my last breathing in this mortal world! [Aside to GLOUCESTER] And so, my lord protector. These counties were the keys of Normandy. 'First of the king: what shall of him become?'. Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave in, Christendom. This Gloucester should be quickly rid the world. So please your highness to behold the fight. Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice, With 'God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!'. Let, them break your backs with burthens, take your, houses over your heads, ravish your wives and, daughters before your faces: for me, I will make, shift for one; and so, God's curse light upon you. Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails. why dost thou pause? Come on, sirrah; off with your. The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose; But him outlive, and die a violent death. Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face. Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the board. Resign to death; it is not worth the enjoying: Let pale-faced fear keep with the mean-born man, Faster than spring-time showers comes thought, My brain more busy than the labouring spider. Cold news for me, for I had hope of France. And made me climb, with danger of my life. What are you made of? Scene 1. Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air. To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter. Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine. Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel. History of Henry VI, Part II (1590) Scenes (24 total) Complete Text Act I. or thou not false like him? What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow? Or more afraid to fight, than is the appellant, Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of. Near the Abbey : Characters (53 total) Click on a … Myself have heard a voice to call him so. Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine. Summary. Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth. he, has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks not o', God's name. I muse my Lord of Gloucester is not come: 'Tis not his wont to be the hindmost man. Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy. Anjou and Maine both given unto the French! O Henry, ope thine eyes! Fellow kings, I tell you that that Lord Say. And therefore to revenge it, shalt thou die; And so should these, if I might have my will. Which I will win from France, or else be slain. Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts. Act V. Scene 1. The king is now in progress towards Saint Alban's. Away, burn, all the records of the realm: my mouth shall be. No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for they have, won the bridge, killing all those that withstand, them: the lord mayor craves aid of your honour from. Scene 5. Why, what a brood of traitors have we here! Shakespeare homepage | Henry IV, part 2 | Entire play None. But that 'tis shown ignobly and in treason. Scene 1. And he that loosed them forth their brazen caves: And bid them blow towards England's blessed shore. And furthermore, well have the Lord Say's head for, And good reason; for thereby is England mained, and, fain to go with a staff, but that my puissance holds, it up. The spite of man prevaileth against me. To be your regent in the realm of France. Make thee beg pardon for thy passed speech, And say it was thy mother that thou meant'st. Might happily have proved far worse than his. This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge; 'Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour. Those that I never saw and struck them dead. ', Enter the Mayor of Saint Alban's and his brethren, bearing SIMPCOX, between two in a chair, SIMPCOX's Wife following, After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over the stool and runs away; and they follow and cry, 'A miracle! Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me; There's two of you; the devil make a third! The envious load that lies upon his heart; And dogged York, that reaches at the moon. He'll wrest the sense and hold us here all day: Sirs, take away the duke, and guard him sure. Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress trees! Study Guide. Far truer spoke than meant: I lose, indeed; Beshrew the winners, for they play'd me false! Another part of the forest; Scene 4. I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech. But William of Hatfield died without an heir. A street; Scene 5. first let me ask of these. The fourth son; York claims it from the third. But, my lord cardinal, and you, my Lord of Suffolk. That is too much presumption on thy part: Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers. Whose overweening arm I have pluck'd back. In winter's cold and summer's parching heat. Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load? Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war. Full often, like a shag-hair'd crafty kern. 'Tis York that hath more reason for his death. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and CARDINAL, on the one side; QUEEN MARGARET, SUFFOLK, YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKINGHAM, on the other SUFFOLK As by your high imperial majesty I had in charge at my depart for France, As procurator to your … I thought ye would never have given out, these arms till you had recovered your ancient. As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess. While they do tend the profit of the land. You put sharp weapons in a madman's hands. And with the same to act controlling laws. And can do nought but wail her darling's loss, Even so myself bewails good Gloucester's case, With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimm'd eyes, His fortunes I will weep; and, 'twixt each groan, Say 'Who's a traitor? A subtle knave! With his new bride and England's dear-bought queen. Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick. ist ein Historiendrama in drei Teilen mit jeweils fünf Akten von William Shakespeare in Zusammenarbeit mit Christopher Marlowe. That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey's death. The armourer and his man, to enter the lists. I prophesied France will be lost ere long. That time best fits the work we have in hand. Thy wife, too! Another part of the field. Scene 2. The traitorous Warwick with the men of Bury. Is straightway calm'd and boarded with a pirate: But now is Cade driven back, his men dispersed; I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him. How art thou call'd? Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves. His sons, he says, shall give their words for him. Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath. Yet, to recover them, would lose my life. A hall of justice. How would it fare with your departed souls? Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd. As all things shall redound unto your good. Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves. why look'st thou pale? Dost thou use to write thy name? Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict. Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless: Sir Humphrey Stafford and h is brother's death. Was broke in twain; by whom I have forgot. Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near. Great men have reaching hands: oft have I struck. My stay, my guide and lantern to my feet: And go in peace, Humphrey, no less beloved. The text you requested is loading. But now return we to the false Duke Humphrey. And wilt thou still be hammering treachery. Stay, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester: ere thou go. If thou hadst been born blind, thou, mightest as well have known all our names as thus to, name the several colours we do wear. Madam, 'tis true; and were't not madness, then. He were created knight for his good service. QUEEN MARGARET drops her fan, Enter HORNER, the Armourer, and his man PETER, guarded, Here they do the ceremonies belonging, and make the circle; BOLINGBROKE or SOUTHWELL reads, Conjuro te, & c. It thunders and lightens terribly; then the Spirit riseth, As the Spirit speaks, SOUTHWELL writes the answer, Enter YORK and BUCKINGHAM with their Guard and break in, Exeunt guard with MARGARET JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, & c, Enter a Townsman of Saint Alban's, crying 'A miracle! Thy late exploits done in the heart of France. sack: and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well enough. Might I but know thee by thy household badge. His eye-balls further out than when he lived. O'er him whom heaven created for thy ruler. Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart: Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers; And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee. Dare any be so bold to. We will make fast within a hallow'd verge. Can chase away the first-conceived sound? tell me, and I'll requite it. That thus you do exclaim you'll go with him? The Duke of Somerset, whom he terms traitor. shall be encountered with a man as good as himself: To equal him, I will make myself a knight presently. If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom. He is fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield; And humbly thus, with halters on their necks. Knowing that thou wouldst have me drown'd on shore. Ay, my lord cardinal? The palace; Scene 3. To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess: Uneath may she endure the flinty streets. Patience, good lady; wizards know their times: Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night. Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us. And lowly words were ransom for their fault. Now is Mortimer lord of this city. Before NORTHUMBERLAND’S Castle, Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, with his PAGE bearing his sword and buckler, Enter the ARCHBISHOP, THOMAS MOWBRAY the EARL MARSHAL, LORD HASTINGS, and LORD BARDOLPH, Enter HOSTESS with two officers, FANG and SNARE, Enter NORTHUMBERLAND, LADY NORTHUMBERLAND, and LADY PERCY, London. For I should melt at an offender's tears. So long as I am loyal, true and crimeless. And other of your highness' privy-council; As more at large your grace shall understand. By my valour, the most complete champion that ever I, heard! I never read but England's kings have had. We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming. [Aside to CARDINAL] Cardinal, I am with you. All texts are in the public domain and be used freely for any purpose. That is to see how deep my grave is made; For with his soul fled all my worldly solace, With that dread King that took our state upon him. Bury St. Edmund’s. May, even in their wives' and children's sight. Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh. And show'd how well you love your prince and country: And so, with thanks and pardon to you all. Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou hast. They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring humour, They say 'A crafty knave does need no broker;'. Should raise so great a power without his leave. Call hither Clifford! I cannot blame them all: what is't to them? No more, I say: if thou dost plead for him. Let not her penance exceed the king's commission. And what a pitch she flew above the rest! What's, 'Against the Duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the. Myself and Beaufort had him in protection; But both of you were vow'd Duke Humphrey's foes. And kept asunder. Scene 3. Remember it and let it make thee crest-fall'n. Drones suck not eagles' blood but rob beehives: Thy words move rage and not remorse in me: I go of message from the queen to France; I charge thee waft me safely cross the Channel. All these could not procure me any scathe. Ay, Margaret; my heart is drown'd with grief. You were best to go to bed and dream again. Before I would have yielded to this league. Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick. Nay, that I mean to do. I confess, I confess treason. Lord Say, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head. Ah, Gloucester, hide thee from their hateful looks. I arrest thee, York. Warkworth. What were it but to make my sorrow greater? But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss. Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen. What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruffian. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man! Sole daughter unto Lionel Duke of Clarence: What plain proceeding is more plain than this? Advanced Search    Would make thee quickly hop without thy head. now, art thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction, regal. And wolves are gnarling who shall gnaw thee first. Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command. Well hath your highness seen into this duke; And, had I first been put to speak my mind. Get the full text of Shakespeare's Henry VI Part 2, side-by-side with a translation into Modern English. Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare thee; And as I thrust thy body in with my sword. Raising up wicked spirits from under ground. For thou hast given me in this beauteous face. And tread it under foot with all contempt. Because my book preferr'd me to the king. 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