Enter King Henry with a prayer-book. K. Henry. From Scotland am I ftol'n ev'n of pure love, To greet mine own land with my wifhful fight. I Thy place is fill'd, thy fcepter wrung from thee; Sink. Ay, here's a deer whofe fkin's a keeper's fee. K. Henry. Let me embrace thefe four Adversities; Hum. Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him. And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick Is thither gone to crave the French King's Sifter And Lewis, a Prince foon won with moving words. Her fighs will make a batt'ry in his breast, 1 Thy balm washt off,] I was anointed King. It is common in thefe Plays to find the fame images, whether jocular or ferious, frequently recurring. M 3 She, She, on his left fide, craving aid for Henry; Hum. Say, what art thou that talk'ft of Kings and K. Henry. More than I feem, and lefs than I was born to; A man at least, for lefs I fhould not be; And men may talk of Kings, and why not I? Hum. Ay, but thou talk'ft, as if thou wert a King. Not deck'd with Diamonds and Indian Stones, Hum. Well, if you be a King crown'd with Cons tent, Your crown Content and you must be contented K. Henry. But did you never fwear, and break an Hum. No, never fuch an oath; nor will not now. Hum. Here, in this country, where we now remain. K. Henry. I was anointed King at nine months old; My father and my grandfather were Kings, And you were fworn true fubjects unto me; Ah, fimple men, you know not what Sink. We are true Subjects to the King, King Edward. K. Henry So would you be again to Henry, If he were feated as King Edward is. Sink. We charge you in God's name, and in the King's, To go with us unto the officers. K. Henry. In God's name lead, your King's name be obey'd; And what God will, that let your king perform; [Exeunt. SCENE II. Enter King Edward, Gloucester, Clarence, and K. Edw. BR ROTHER of Glofter, at St. Alban's field This lady's hufband, Sir John Gray, was flain, Glo. Your Highness fhall do well to grant her fuit, It were difhonour to deny it her. K. Edw. It were no lefs; but yet I'll make a pause. Glo. Yea! is it fo? I fee, the lady hath a thing to grant, Before the king will grant her humble fuit. [Afide, Clar. He knows the game; how true he keeps the wind? Glo. Silence. K. Edw. Widow we will confider of your fuit, And come fome other time to know our mind. Gray. Right gracious Lord, I cannot brook delay, May't please your Highnefs to refolve me now, And what your pleasure is, fhall fatisfy me, Glo. [Afide.] Ay, widow? then I'll warrant you all your lands, And if what pleases him fhall pleasure you. -Fight clofer, or, good faith you'll catch a blow. ·Clar. Afide.] I fear her not, unless the chance to fall. Glo. [Afide.] God forbid that! for he'll take vantages. K. Edw. How many children haft thou, widow? tell me. Clar. [Afide.] I think, he means to beg a child of her. Glo. [Afide.] Nay, whip me then: he'll rather give her two. Gray. Three, my moft gracious Lord. Glo. [Afide.] You fhall have four, if you'll be ruled by him. K. Edw. 'Twere pity they fhould lofe their father's lands. Gray. Be pitiful, dread Lord, and grant it then. wit. Glo. Ay, good leave have you, for you will have leave; Till youth take leave, and leave you to the crutch. [Gloucester and Clarence retire to the other fide. K, Edw. Now tell me, Madam, do you love your children? Gray, Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. K. Edw. And would you not do much to do them good? Gray. To do them good, I would fuftain fome harm, K. Edw. Then get your husband's lands to do them good. Gray. Therefore I came unto your Majesty. K. Edw. I'll tell you how these lands are to be got, Gray. What you command that refts in me to do, Glo. He plies her hard, and much rain wears the marble, Cler, |