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Glo. Now, Lords, my choler being over-blown
Suf. Before we make election, give me leave
York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet.
War. That I can witness; and a fouler fact
Suf. Peace, head-strong Warwick.
Enter Horner the Armourer, and his Man Peter,
Suf. Because here is a man accus'd of treason. Pray God, the Duke of York excuse himself! Zork. Doth any one accuse l'ork for a traitor?
K. Henry. What mean'st thou, Suffolk ? tell me,
what are these ? Suf. Please it your Majesty, this is the man,
, That doth accuse his master of high treason. His words were these; “ that Richard Duke of York " Was rightful heir unto the English Crown; “ And that your Majesty was an usurper."
K. Henry. Say, man; were these thy words?
Arm. An't shall please your Majesty, I never said nor thought any such matter. God is my witness, I am falsy accus'd by the villain.
Peter. By these ten bones, my Lord, [holding up his bands] he did speak them to me in the garret one night, as we were scow'ring my Lord of York's armour.
York. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical,
Arm. Alas, my Lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words. My accuser is my ’prentice, and when I did correct him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his knees he would be even with me. I have good witness of this; therefore, I beseech your Majesty, do not cast away an honest man for a villain's accusation.
K. Henry. Uncle, what shall we say to this in Law?
Glo. This doom, my Lord, if I may judge. Let Somerset be Regent o'er the French, Because in York this breeds suspicion. And let these have a day appointed them For single Combat in convenient place; For he hath witness of his servant's malice. This is the law, and this Duke Humphry's doom. K. Henry. ? Then be it so. My Lord of Somerset,
9 K. Henry. Then be it so, &c.] think, very necesarily. For, withThese two Lines I have inserted out them, the King has not defrom the old Quarto; and, as I clared his Asient to Glouc fer's
We make your Grace Lord Regent over the French,
Som. I humbly thank your royal Majesty. firm. And I accept the Combat willingly,
Peter. A las, my Lord, I cannot fight. For God's sake, pity my case; the spight of Man prevaileth against me. O Lord, have mercy upon me! I lhall never be able to fight a blow. O Lord, my heart!--..
Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang’d, K. Henry. Away with them to prison; and the day of Combat shall be the last of the next month. Come, Somerset, we'll see thee sent away.
[Flourish. Exeunt, SC E N E VIII.
The Witch's Cave.
Enter Mother Jordan, Hume, Southwel, and
Bolingbrook. Hume. OME, my masters; the Dutchess, I tell
you, expects performance of your promises. Boling. Master Hume, we are therefore provided. Will her ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms?
Huine. Ay, what else? fear not her courage.
Boling. I have heard her reported to be a woman of an invincible fpirit; but it shall be convenient, Master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be busy below; and so I pray you, go in God's name, and leave us. [Exit. Hume.] Mother Jordan, be prostrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwel, read you, us to our work.
Enter Eleanor, above. Elean. Well said, my masters, and welcome to all, To this geer, the sooner the better.
Opinion : and the Duke of So. the Regency, before the King has The mjet is made to thank him for deputed him to it. THEOBALD
Boling. Patience, good lady. Wizards know their
Bolingbrook or Southwel reads, Conjuro te, &c.
M. Jord. Afmuth, by the eternal God, whose name And power thou trembleft at, tell what I alk; For till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence. Spirit. Ask what thou wilt. - That I had said, and
done! Boling. First, of the King. What shall of him be
come? Spirit. The Duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose, But him out-live, and die a violent death.
[As the Spirit fpeeks, they write the answer.. Boling. Tell me, what fates await the Duke of
Spirit. Let him shun Castles.
'Deep night, dark night, the alii filentis Lunæ appellant. Lib.
filent of the night.] The xvi. cap. 39. In imitation of filent of the night is a classical ex. this language, Milton says, pression : and means an interlu The Sun to me is dark nar night.-Amica filentia Lu And lilent as the Moon,
So Pliny, Inter omnes verò When the deserts the night, convenit, utilifsimè in coitu ejus Hid in her vacant interlunar fterni, quem dien alii interlunii, Cave. WARBURTON.
Than where Castles mounted ftand.
Boling. Descend to darknefs, and the burning lake: Falfe fiend, avoid!
[Thunder and Lightning. Spirit descends.
Enter the Duke of York, and the Duke of Buckingham,
with their Guard, and break in.
York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and their trash.
-Beldame, I think, we watch'd you at an inch. What, Madam, are you there? the King and Realm Are deep indebted for this piece of pains. My Lord Protector will, I doubt it not, See you well guerdon’d for these good deserts.
Elean. Nog half so bad as thine to England's King. Injurious Duke, that threat'st where is no cause. Buck. True, Madam, none at all. What call you
[Exeunt Guards with Jordan, Southwel, &c. York. - Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd
polle. Well, to the rest,
? Lord Fuckingham, methinks, tators had heard in the Scene im&c.] This repetition of the mediately preceding, is not to frophefies, which is altogether be found in the first edition of unlictefiary, after what the spec. this Play,