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Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
With Henry's death, the English circle ends ;
Dispersed are the glories it included.
Now am I like that proud insulting ship,
Which Cæsar and his fortune bare at once.

Char. Was Mahomet inspir'd with a dove?
Thou with an eagle art inspired then. Wide
Helen, the mother of great Constantine,
Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters, were like thee.
Bright star of Venus, fall’n down on the earth,
How may I reverently worship thee enough?

Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege. Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save our

; Drive them from Orleans, and be immortaliz'd. Char. Presently we'll try :-Come, let's away

about it: No prophet will I trust, if she prove false.




London. Hill before the Tower. Enter, at the Gates, the Duke of GLOSTER, with

his Serving-men in blue Coats. Glo. I am: come to survey the Tower this day ; Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance. Where be these warders, that they wait not here? Open the gates; Gloster it is that calls.

[Servants knock 1 Ward. [Within.] Who is there that knocks so

imperiously? " 1 Sero. It is the noble duke of Gloster.

s Nor yet Saint Philip's daughters,] Meaning the four daughters of Philip mentioned in the Acts.

there is conveyance.] Conveyance means theft.


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2 Ward. [Within.] Whoe'er he be, you may not

be let in. 1 Serv. Answer you so the lord protector, villains? 1 Ward. [Within.] The Lord protect him! so we

answer him : We do no otherwise than we are will'd. Glo. Who willed you ? or whose will stands, but

There's none protector of the realm, but I.-
Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize:
Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms?

Servants rush at the Tower Gates. Enter, to the

Gates, WOODVILLE, the Lieutenant. Wood. [Within.] What noise is this? what

traitors have we here?
Glo. Lieutenant, is it you, whose voice I hear?
Open the gates ; here's Gloster, that would enter.
Wood. (Within.] Have patience, noble duke; I

may not open ;
The cardinal of Winchester forbids :
From him I have express commandment,
That thou, nor none of thine, shall be let in.

Glo. Faint-hearted Woodville, prizest him 'fore


Arrogant Winchester? that haughty prelate,
Whom Henry, our late sovereign, ne'er could

brook ?
Thou art no friend to God, or to the king:
Open the gates, or I'll shut thee out shortly.

1 Serv. Open the gates unto the lord protector'; Or we'll burst them open, if that you come not


7 Break up the gates,] To break up in Shakspeare's age was the same as to break


Enter WINCHESTER, attended by a Train of Ser

vants in tawny Coats. Win. How now, ambitious Humphry? what

means this? Glo. Pield priest, dost thou command me to be

shut out?
Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor,
And not protector of the king or realm.

Glo. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator;
Thou, that contriv'dst to murder our dead lord ;
Thou, that giv’st whores indulgences to sin:
I'll canvas theein thy broad cardinal's hat,
If thou proceed in this thy insolence.

Win. Nay, stand thou back, I will not budge a



This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain,
To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt.

Glo. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back:
Thy scarlet robes, as a child's bearing cloth
I'll use, to carry thee out of this place.
Win. Do what thou dar’st; I beard thee to thy

face. Glo. What ? am I dar'd, and bearded to my

face? Draw, men, for all this privileged place ;

tawny coats,] Tawny was a colour worn for mourning, as well as black; and was therefore the suitable and sober habit of any person employed in an ecclesiastical court.

9 Pield priest,] Alluding to his shaven crown.

'Thou, that giv'st whores indulgences to sin :) The public stews were formerly under the district of the bishop of Winchester.

2 I'll canvas thee ---] i. e. I'll sift thee.

3 This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain,] About four miles from Damascus is a high hill, reported to be the same on which Cain slew his brother Abel.

Blue-coats, to tawny-coats. Priest, beware your

beard ;

[GLOSTER and his Men attack the Bishop. I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly: Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat; In spite of pope or dignities of church, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down.

Win. Gloster, thou’lt answer this before the pope.

Glo. Winchester goose,* I cry--a rope! a rope ! Now beat them hence, Why do you let them stay? Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array. Out, tawny-coats !-out, scarlet hypocrite !

Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it, Enter

the Mayor of London, and Officers. May. Fye, lords ! that you, being supreme ma

gistrates, Thus contumeliously should break the peace ? Glo. Peace, mayor ; thou know'st little of my

wrongs: Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Hath here distrain’d the Tower to his use.

Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens; One that still motions war, and never peace, O'ercharging your free purses with large fines; That seeks to overthrow religion, Because he is protector of the realm ; And would have armour here out of the Tower, To crown himself king, and suppress the prince. Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows,

[Here they skirmish again. May. Nought rests for me in this tumultuous

strife, But to make open proclamation :


Winchester goose,] A strumpet, or the consequences of her love, was a Winchester goose.

Come, officer, as loud as e'er thou can'st.
Off. All manner of men, assembled here in arms this

day, against God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in his highness' name, to repair to your several dwelling-places; and not to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death.

Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large.

Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, be


Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work.

May. I'll call for clubs, if you will not away: – This cardinal is more haughty than the devil. Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou

may’st. Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head; For I intend to have it, ere long. [Exeunt. May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will de

part. Good God! that nobles should such stomachs bear! I myself fight not once in forty year.? [Exeunt.


s I'll call for clubs, if you will not away:] This was an outcry for assistance, on any riot or quarrel in the streets.

stomachs - ] Stomach is pride, a haughty spirit of resentment.

7 I myself fight not once in forty year,] The mayor of London was not brought in to be laughed at, as is plain by his manner of interfering in the quarrel, where he all along preserves a sufficient dignity. In the line preceding these, he directs his Officer, to whom, without doubt, these two lines should be given. They suit his character, and are very expressive of the pacific temper of the city guards. WARBURTON.

I see no reason for this change. The mayor speaks first as a magistrate, and afterwards as a citizen. Johnson.

Notwithstanding Warburton's note in support of the dignity of the Mayor, Shakspeare certainly meant to represent him as a poor well-meaning, simple man, for that is the character he invariably VOL. V.


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