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HUMPHRY Duke of Gloucester, Uncle to the King.
Cardinal BEAUFORT, Bishop of Winchester, Brother to
King Henry IV. natural Son to John of Gaunt.
Duke of YORK, pretending to the Crown.
Duke of SUFFOLK,
Earl of WARWICK,
Lord CLIFFORD, of the King's Party.

Of the York Faction.

Lord SAY.

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Of the King's Party

Lord SCALES, Governor of the Tower.

Young STAFFORD, his Brother.
ALEXANDER IDEN, a Kentish Gentleman.
Young CLIFFORD, Son to the Lord Clifford.

Sons to the Duke of York.

Vaux, A Sea-Captain, and Walter Whitmore-Pirates.
HUME and SOUTHWEL -2 Priefts.
BOLINGBROKE, an Aftrologer.
A Spirit attending on Jordan the Witch.
THOMAS HORNER, an Armorer.
PETER, bis Man.

Mayor of St. Albans.

SIMPCOX, an Impoftor.

Jack Cade, Bevis, Michael, John Holland, Dick the Butcher, Smith the Weaver, and feveral others Rebels.

MARGARET, Queen to King Henry VI. fecretly in Love with the Duke of Suffolk.

Dame ELEANOR, Wife to the Duke of Gloucefter.
Mother Jordan, a Witch employ'd by the Dutchess of Gloucester.
Wife to SIMPCOx.

Petitioners, Aldermen, a Bedel, Sheriff and Officers, Citizens, with Faulconers, Guards, Messengers, and ather Attendants. The SCENE is laid very difperfedly in feveral Parts of England.







Flourish of trumpets: then bautboys. Enter King Henry,
Duke Humphry, Salisbury, Warwick, and Cardinal on
the one fide. The Queen, Suffolk, York, Somerfet, and
Buckingham on the other.



S by your high imperial Majefty

I had in charge at my depart for France,
As procurator to your Excellence,
To marry Princess Margret for your


So in the famous ancient city Tours,

In prefence of the Kings of France and Sicil,
The Dukes of Orleans, Bretagne, Alanfon,

This and the third part were firft written under the Title of The Contention of York and Lancaster: printed in 1600; but since vastly improved by the Author.

+ Vide Hall's Chron. fol. 66, year 23. Init.


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Seven Earls, twelve Barons, twenty reverend Bishops,
I have perform'd my task, and was efpous'd:
And humbly now upon my bended knee,
In fight of England and her lordly Peers,
Deliver up my title in the Queen

[Prefenting the Queen to the King. To your moft gracious hand, that are the fubftance Of that great fhadow I did reprefent : The happieft gift that ever Marquifs gave,

The fairest Queen that ever King receiv'd.

K. Henry. Suffolk, arife. Welcome, Queen Margaret; I can exprefs no kinder fign of love

Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lend'ft me life,
Lend me a heart repleat with thankfulness:

For thou haft giv'n me, in this beauteous face,

A world of earthly bleffings to' my foul,

If fympathy of love unite our thoughts.

Q. Mar. Great King of England, and my gracious Lord, The mutual conf'rence that my mind hath had, By day, by night, waking, and in my dreams, In courtly company, or at my beads, With you mine alder-liefeft Sovereign; Makes me the bolder to falute my King With ruder terms; fuch as my wit affords, And over-joy of heart doth minifter.

K. Henry. Her fight did ravish, but her grace in speech, Her words yclad with wifdom's majesty, Make me from wondring fall to weeping joys,

Such is the fulness of my heart's content,

Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love. All kneel. Long live Queen Margret, England's happinefs!

Q. Mar. We thank you all.


Suf. My Lord Protector, fo it please your Grace,
Here are the articles of contracted peace,
Between our Sovereign and the French King Charles,
For eighteen months concluded by confent.

Glou. reads.] Imprimis, it is agreed between the French King Charles, and William de la Pole, Marquifs of Suffolk, Ambaffador for Henry King of England, that the said


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Henry fhall efpoufe the Lady Margaret, daughter unte Reignier, King of Naples, Sicilia, and Jerufalem, and crown ber Queen of England, ere the thirtieth of May next enfuing.

Item, That the Dutchy of Anjou, and the County of Maine, fhall be releafed and delivered to the King her father. [Lets fall the paper.

K. Henry. Uncle, how now?
Glou. Pardon me, gracious Lord,
Some fudden qualm hath ftruck me to the heart,
And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further.

K. Henry. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.
Car. Item, That the Dutchies of Anjou and Maine fball
be releafed and delivered to the King her father, and she fent
over of the King of England's own proper coft and charges,
without baving any dowry.

K. Henry. They pleafe us well. Lord Marquifs, kneel
you down;

We here create thee the firft Duke of Suffolk,
And gird thee with the fword. Coufin of York,
We here discharge your Grace from being Regent
I'th' parts of France, 'till term of eighteen months
Be full expir'd. Thanks, uncle Winchester,
Glo' fter, York, Buckingham, and Somerset,
Salisbury and Warwick,

We thank you all for this great favour done,
In entertainment to my princely Queen.
Come, let us in, and with all speed provide
To fee her coronation be perform'd.

[Exeunt King, Queen, and Suffolk. SCENE II. Manent the reft.

Glou. Brave Peers of England, pillars of the ftate,
To you Duke Humphry muft unload his grief,
Your grief, the common grief of all the land.
What! did my brother Henry spend his youth,
His valour, coin, and people in the wars?
Did he fo often lodge in open field,

In winter's cold, and fummer's parching heat,
To conquer France, his true inheritance?


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And did my brother Bedford toil his wits
To keep by policy what Henry got?
Have you your felves, Somerset, Buckingham,
Brave York, and Salisbury, victorious Warwick,
Receiv'd deep fcars in France and Normandy?
Or hath mine uncle Beaufort, and my self,
With all the learned council of the realm,
Studied fo long, fat in the council-house,
Early and late, debating to and fro,
How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe?
And was his Highness in his infancy
Crowned in Paris, in defpight of foes?
And fhall thefe labours and these honours die?
Shall Henry's conqueft, Bedford's vigilance,
Your deeds of war, and all our counsel die?
O Peers of England, fhameful is this league,
Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame,
Blotting your names from books of memory,
Rafing the characters of your renown,
Defacing monuments of conquer'd France,
Undoing all, as all had never been.

Car. Nephew, what means this paffionate difcourfe? This peroration with such circumstances?

For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it ftill.

Glou. Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we can;
But now it is impoffible we should.
Suffolk, the new-made Duke that rules the roaft,
Hath giv'n the Dutchy of Anjou and Maine
Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style
Agrees not with the leannefs of his purse.

Sal. Now by the death of him who died for all,
These counties were the keys of Normandy:
But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant fon?
War. For grief that they are paft recovery.
For were there hope to conquer them again,
My fword fhould fhed hot blood, mine eyes no tears.
Anjou and Maine! my self did win them both:
Those provinces thefe arms of mine did conquer.
And are the cities that I got with wounds,


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