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Saint Alban's.
[Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK,
with Falconers halloing]
QUEEN MARGARET
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Believe | me lords,| for fly|ing at | the brook,
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I saw | not better | sport these^|seven
years' day:
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Yet by | your leave,| the wind | was ve|ry high,
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And ten | to one,| old^Joan | had not | gone^out.
KING HENRY VI
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But what | a point,| my lord,| your fal|con made,
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And what | a pitch | she flew | above | the rest:
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To see | how God | in all | his creat|ures works.
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Yea man | and birds | are fain | of climb|ing
high.
SUFFOLK
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No* marv|el, and | it like | your maj|esty,
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My lord | protect|or's hawks | do tower | so
well,
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They know | their mast|er loves | to be | aloft,
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And bears | his thoughts | above | his fal|con's
pitch.
GLOUCESTER
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My lord,| 'tis but | a base | ignob|le mind,
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That mounts | no high|er than | a bird | can
soar.
CARDINAL
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I thought | as much,| he would | be above | the
clouds.
GLOUCESTER
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Aye my | lord* card|inal, How | think^you | by that?
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Were it | not good | your grace | could fly | to
heaven?
KING HENRY VI
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The trea|sury | of ev|erlast|ing joy.
CARDINAL
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Thy heav|en is | on earth,| thine^eyes | and
thoughts
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Beat on | a crown,| the treas|ure of | thy heart,
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Perni/cious pro|tector,| dange|rous peer,
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That smoothst | it so | with king | and
com|monweal.
GLOUCESTER
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What, card/inal? \\
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Is your | priesthood grown | peremp|tory?
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Tantaene animis coelestibus irae,
churchmen so hot? ????
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Good^unc|le hide | such mal|ice:
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With such | holi|ness can | you do it?
(tetra with prev)
SUFFOLK
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No mal|ice sir,| no more | than well | becomes
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So good | a quar|rel, and | so bad | a peer.
GLOUCESTER
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As who,| my lord?
SUFFOLK
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Why, as | you, my | lord,
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And it like | your lord|ly lord-|protect|orship.
GLOUCESTER
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Why Suf|folk, Eng|land knows | thine^ins|olence.
QUEEN MARGARET
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And thy | ambi|tion, Glouce|ster. \\
KING HENRY VI
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I prith|ee peace,| good queen, \\
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And whet | not on | these fur/ious | peers,
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For bles|sed are | the peace|makers | on earth.
CARDINAL
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Let^me | be bles|sed for | the peace | I make
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Against | this proud | protect|or with | my
sword.
GLOUCESTER
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Faith holy unc|le, would |'twere come | to that.
CARDINAL
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Marry,| when thou | darst. \\
GLOUCESTER
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Make^up | no fac|tious num|bers for | the matter,
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In thine | own pers|on ans|wer thy | abuse.
CARDINAL
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Aye, where | thou darst | not peep: \\
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And if |
thou darst,| this eve|ning, \\
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On the / east side | of the
grove.
KING HENRY VI
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How now,| my lords?
CARDINAL
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Believe me, cousin Gloucester,
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Had not your man put^up the fowl so
suddenly, ????
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We had | had more sport.
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Come with thy | two-hand sword.
GLOUCESTER
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True uncle,| are ye | advised?
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The east | side of | the grove:
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Cardinal,| I am | with you.
KING HENRY VI
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Why how | now, uncle | Gloucester? (tri
with prev five)
GLOUCESTER
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Talking | of hawk|ing; noth|ing else,| my lord.
(unmatched?)
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Now by | God's^moth|er, priest,
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I'll shave | your crown | for this,
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Or all | my fence | shall fail. (tri with
prev two)
CARDINAL
Medice teipsum, protector see to it well, protect yourself.
KING HENRY VI
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The winds | grow* high,
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So do | your stom|achs, lords:
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How irk|some is | this mus|ic to | my heart?
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When* such strings jar,| what hope | of har|mony?
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I pray | my lords | let me | compound | this
strife.
[Enter a Townsman of Saint Alban's, crying A miracle!]
GLOUCESTER
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What means | this noise? \\
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Fellow,| what mir|acle | dost thou | proclaim?
TOWNSMAN
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A mir|acle,| a mir|acle.|
SUFFOLK
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Come to the | king, and | tell him | what
mir/acle.
TOWNSMAN
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Forsooth,| a blind | man at | Saint^Al|ban's
shrine,
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Within | this half | hour hath | received | his
sight,
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A man | that nere | saw in | his life | before.
KING HENRY VI
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Now God | be praised,| that to | believ|ing souls
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Gives^light | in dark|ness, com|fort in |
despair.
[Enter the Mayor of Saint Alban's and his brethren, bearing SIMPCOX, between
two in a chair, SIMPCOX's Wife following]
CARDINAL
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Here comes | the towns|men, on | proces|sion,
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To pre|sent your | highness | with the | man.
KING HENRY VI
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Great is | his com|fort in | this earth|ly vale,
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Although | by his sight | his sin | be
mult|iplied.
GLOUCESTER
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Stand^by,| my mast|ers, bring | him near | the
king,
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His high|ness' pleas|ure is | to talk | with him.
KING HENRY VI
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Good* fel|low, tell | us here | the
circ|umstance,
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That we | for thee | may glor|ify | the Lord.
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What, hast thou | been long blind,| and now |
restored?
SIMPCOX
Born blind, and it please your grace.
WIFE
Aye indeed was he.
SUFFOLK
What woman is this?
WIFE
His wife, and it like your worship.
GLOUCESTER
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Hadst thou | been his mother,| thou couldst |
have bet|ter told.
KING HENRY VI
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Where wert thou born? \\
SIMPCOX
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At Ber|wick in | the north,| and it like | your grace.
KING HENRY VI
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Poor soul, \\
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God's goodness | hath been great | to thee:
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Let nev|er day | nor night | unhal|lowed pass,
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But still | remem|ber what | the Lord | hath
done.
QUEEN MARGARET
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Tell me,| good fel|low, \\
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Camst thou | here by
| chance, or / of de|votion,
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To this ho|ly shrine? \\
SIMPCOX
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God^knows | of pure | devo|tion,|
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Being called | a hund|red times,| and of|tener,
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In my | sleep, by | good Saint | Alban:|
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Who said;| Simon,| come; come^|offer | at my shrine,
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And I | will help | thee.
WIFE
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Most^true,| forsooth:
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And ma||ny time | and oft | myself | have heard
| a voice,
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To call | him so. \\
CARDINAL
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What, art | thou lame?
SIMPCOX
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Aye, God Al|mighty | help me.
SUFFOLK
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How camst | thou so?
SIMPCOX
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A fall | off of | a tree.
WIFE
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A plum-tree, mast|er.
GLOUCESTER
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How long | hast thou | been blind?
SIMPCOX
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Oh born | so, mast|er.
GLOUCESTER
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What,| and wouldst climb |
a tree?
SIMPCOX
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But that | in all | my life,| when I | was a
youth.
WIFE
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Too* true,| and bought | his climb|ing ve|ry
dear.
GLOUCESTER
Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that wouldst venture so.
SIMPCOX
Alas, good master, my wife desired some damsons, and made me climb, with
danger of my life.
GLOUCESTER
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A sub|tle knave,| but yet | it shall / not serve:
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Let me see | thine^eyes;| wink now, now | open
them,
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In my | opin|ion, yet | thou seest | not well.
SIMPCOX
Yes master, clear as day, I thank God and Saint Alban.
GLOUCESTER
Sayst thou me so: what color is this cloak of?
SIMPCOX
Red master, red as blood.
GLOUCESTER
Why that's well said: What color is my gown of?
SIMPCOX
Black forsooth, coal-black as jet.
KING HENRY VI
Why then, thou knowst what color jet is of?
SUFFOLK
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And yet | I think,| jet did | he nev|er see.
GLOUCESTER
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But cloaks | and gowns,| before | this day,| a
ma||ny.
WIFE
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Never | before | this day,| in all | his life.
GLOUCESTER
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Tell me | sirrah,| what's my name?
SIMPCOX
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Alas | master,| I know not. (tetra with
prev)
GLOUCESTER
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What's his name?
SIMPCOX
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I know not. (di with prev)
GLOUCESTER
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Nor
his?
SIMPCOX
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No indeed,| master.
GLOUCESTER
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What's thine^/own name?
SIMPCOX
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Saunder | Simpcox,/ and if it | please you,|
master.
GLOUCESTER
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Then Saund|er, sit | there, \\
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The lying|est knave | in Christ|endom.|
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If thou | hadst been | born | blind,|
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Thou mightst | as well | have known | all our
names,
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As thus | to name | the seve|ral col|ors we || do
wear.
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Sight may | disting|uish of col|ors:
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But sud|denly | to nom|inate | them all,
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It is | impos|sible. \\
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My lords, Saint^Alban here hath done a
miracle: ????
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And would | ye not think | it, cun|ning to | be
great,
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That could | restore | this crip/ple to | his
legs | again. ????
SIMPCOX
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O mast|er, that | you could?
GLOUCESTER
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My mast|ers of Saint | Alban's, (tri
with prev)
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Have you not | beadles | in your town,
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And things called whips?
MAYOR
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Yes, my | lord, if | it please | your grace.|
GLOUCESTER
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Then send | for one | present|ly. \\
MAYOR
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Sirrah,| go fetch | the bead|le hith|er straight.
[Exit an Attendant]
GLOUCESTER
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Now fetch | me a / stool hith|er by | and by.
Now sirrah, if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me over this
stool, and run away.
SIMPCOX
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Alas | master,| I am not ab|le to stand | alone:
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You go | about | to tor|ture me | in vain.
[Enter a Beadle with whips]
GLOUCESTER
Well sir, we must have you find your legs. Sirrah beadle, whip him till he
leap over that same stool.
BEADLE
I will, my lord. Come on sirrah, off with your doublet, quickly.
SIMPCOX
Alas master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand.
[After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over the stool, and runs away:
and they follow, and cry, A miracle.]
KING HENRY VI
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O God,| seest thou | this, and | bearest | so
long?
QUEEN MARGARET
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It made | me laugh,| to see | the vil|lain run.
GLOUCESTER
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Follow | the knave,| and take | this drab | away.
WIFE
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Alas | sir, we did | it for / pure need.
GLOUCESTER
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Let them | be whipped | through ev|ery
mark|et-town,
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Till they | come to | Berwick,| from whence |
they came.
[Exeunt Wife, Beadle, Mayor, etc.]
CARDINAL
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Duke^Humph|rey has done | a mir|acle | today.
SUFFOLK
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True: made the lame | to leap | and fly | away.
GLOUCESTER
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But you | have done | more* mir|acles | than I:
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You made | in a day,| my lord,| whole towns to
fly.
[Enter BUCKINGHAM]
KING HENRY VI
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What tid|ings with | our cous|in Buck|ingham?
BUCKINGHAM
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Such as | my heart | doth trem|ble to | unfold:
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A sort | of naugh|ty pers|ons, lewd|ly bent,
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Under | the count|enance and | confed|eracy
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Of La|dy El|eanor,| the protect|or's wife,
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The ring|leader | and head | of all | this rout,
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Have prac|ticed dang|erously | against | your
state,
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Dealing | with witch|es and | with con|jurers,
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Whom we | have ap|prehend|ed in | the fact,
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Raising | up^wick|ed spirits | from und|erground,
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Demand|ing of / King Hen|ry's life | and death,
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And oth|er of | your high|ness' priv|y-council,
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As more | at large | your grace | shall
und|erstand.
CARDINAL
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And so | my lord | protect|or, by | this means
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Your la|dy is forth|coming,| yet at | London.
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This news | I think | hath turned | your
weap|on's edge;
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'Tis like,| my lord,| you will | not keep | your
hour.
GLOUCESTER
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Ambi|tious church|man*, leave | to afflict | my
heart:
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Sorrow | and grief | have van|quished^all | my
powers;
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And van|quished^as | I am, | I yield | to thee,
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Or to | the mean|est groom. \\
KING HENRY VI
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O God,| what mis|chiefs^work | the wick|ed ones?
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Heaping con|fusion | on their / own heads |
thereby.
QUEEN MARGARET
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Gloucester,| see* here | the taint|ure of | thy
nest,
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And look | thyself | be fault|less, thou | wert
best.
GLOUCESTER
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Madam,| for myself,| to heaven | I do | appeal,
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How^I | have loved | my king,| and com|monweal:
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And for | my wife,| I know | not^how | it stands,
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Sorry | I am | to hear | what I | have heard.
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Noble | she is:| but if | she have | forgot
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Honor | and vir|tue, and | conversed | with such,
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As like | to pitch,| defile | nobil|ity;
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I ban|ish her | my bed,| and comp|any,
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And give | her as | a prey | to law | and shame,
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That hath | dishon|ored Glouce|ster's hon|est
name.
KING HENRY VI
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Well, for | this night / we will | repose | us
here:
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Tomor|row to/ward Lon|don, back | again,
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To look | into | this bus|iness thor|oughly,
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And call | these^foul | offend|ers to
their^|answers; ??
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And poise | the cause | in just|ice' e|qual
scales,
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Whose^beam | stands^sure,| whose^right|ful cause
| prevails. ??
[Flourish. Exeunt]