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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. Not half so bad as thine to England's King, Injurious Duke, that threat it where is no cause.
Buck. True, Madam, none at all: What call you this? Away with them, let them be clap'd up close, And kept apart. You, Madam, Thall with us. Stafford, take her to thee. We'll see your Trinkets here forth-coming all.
[Exeunt Guards with Jordan, Southwel, &c. York. Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd her A pretty Plot, well chose to build upon.
[well ; Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's Writ. What have we here?
[Reads. The Duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose ; But him out-live, and die a violent death. Why, this is just, Aio te Æacida Romanos vincere poffe. Well, to the rest : Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of Suffolk ? "By water Mall be die, and take bis end. What shall betide the Duke of Somerset? Let him mun castles, Safer shall be be upon the sandy plains, Than where castles mounted stand. Come, come, my lords ; These Oracles are hardily attain'd, (5) And hardly understood.
(5) Thef Oracles are hardly attain'd, And hardly understood.] Not only the Lameness of the Versification, but the Imperfection of the Sense too, made me fuspect this paffage to be corrupt. The Meaning is very poor, as it stands in all the printed Copies; but I have formerly, by the Addition of a single Letter, both
The King is now in progress tow'rds St. Albans ;
Buck. Your Grace shall give me leave, my lord of York,
York. At your pleasure, my good lord.
Enter a Serving-man.
lords of Salisbury, and Warwick, To fup with me to morrow night. Away! [Exeunt.
help'd the Verse and the Sentiment. York, seizing the Parties and their Papers, says, he'll see the Devil's Writ; and finding the Wizard's Anfwers intricate and ambiguous, he makes this general Comment upon fuch fort of Intelligence, as I have restor'd the Text :
These Oracles are hardily attain'd,
And bardly understood. i, e. A great Risque and Hazard is run to obtain them, (viz. going to the Devil for them, as 'twas pretended and suppos'd :) and likewise the incurring severe Penalties by the Statute-Law against such Practices ; and yet after these hardy Steps taken, the Informations arc lo perplex'd that they are hardly to be understood.
Enter King Henry, Queen, Protector, Cardinal, and Suf
folk, with Faulkners hallowing.
I saw not better sport these seven years day;
Yet by your leave, the wind was very high,
Suf. No marvel, an it like your Majesty,
Glo. My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind,
Car. I thought as much, he'd be above the clouds.
Glo. Ay, my lord Card'nal, how think you by that? Were is not good, your Grace could fly to heav'n?
K. Henry. The treasury of everlasting joy !
Car. Thy heaven is on earth, thine eyes and thoughts Beat on a Crown, the treasure of thy heart: Pernicious Protector, dangerous Peer, That Smooth'st it so with King and Commonweal!
Glo. What, Card'nal! Is your priesthood grown fo
peremptory ? Tantæne animis Cæleftibus iræ ?
Suf. No malice, Sir, no more than well becomes .
Glo. As who, my lord?
Suf. Why, as yourself, my lord;
Glo. Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.
K. Henry. I pr’ythee, peace, good Queen ;
Car. Let me be blessed for the peace I make,
if thou dar'it,
K. Henry. How now, my lords?
Car. Believe me, cousin Gloʻster,
[Afide to Glo. Glo. True, uncle.
(6) Come with thy two-hand Sword.
Cardinal, I am with You.] Thus is this whole Speech plac'd to Gloucester, in all the Editions: but surely, with great Inadvertence. It is the Cardinal, who first appoints the East Side of the Grove for the place of Duell : and how finely does it express the Rancour and Impetuosity of the Cardinal, for Fear Gloucester should mistake, to repeat the Appointment, and ask his Antagonist if he takes him right! So I have ventur'd to regulate the Speeches ; as it improves a Beauty, and avoids an Absurdity.
Car. Are you advis'd ?- The east side of the Grove. Glo. Cardinal, I am with
[Aside. K. Henry. Why how now, uncle Glo'ster? Glo. Talking of hawking ; nothing else, my lord.— Now, by God's mother, Priest, I'll shave your crown
for this, Or all my Fence shall fail.
[Aide. Car. Aside.] Medice; teipsum. Protector, see to’t well, protect your self. [lords.
K. Henry. The winds grow high, so do your stomachs,
Enter One, crying, A Miracle !
One. A miracle, a miracle !
One. Forsooth, a blind man at St. Alban's shrine,
K. Henry. Now God be prais'd, that to believing souls
Simpcox between two in a chair, Simpcox's wife folo lowing.
Car. Here come the townsmen on procession, Before your Highness to present the man.
K. Henry. Great is his comfort in this earthly vale, Though by his fight his sin be multiply'd.
Glo. Stand by, my masters, bring him near the King, His Highness' pleasure is to talk with him.
K. Henry. Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance,
Simp. Born blind, and't please your Grace. .