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Henry VI part two

Act II, Scene 4

A street.
 
[Enter GLOUCESTER and his Servingmen, in mourning cloaks]
 
GLOUCESTER
             ,    ,                ,         ,        ,
      Thus^some|times hath | the bright|est day | a cloud:
           ,      ,       ,      ,         ,
      And aft|er sum|mer, ev|ermore | succeeds
       ,        ,           2      ,        ,         ,
      Barren | winter,| with his wrath|ful nip|ping cold;
           ,           ,       ,         ,         ,
      So cares | and joys | abound,| as seas|ons fleet.
       T       T   .   T
      Sirs, what's o'clock?
 
SERVANTS
       T    T   T
      Ten, my lord.  (di with prev)
 
GLOUCESTER
       ,             ,          ,        ,       ,
      Ten is | the hour | that was | appoint|ed me,
           ,          ,       ,       ,           x
      To watch | the com|ing of | my pun|ished duchess:
          ,         ,        ,          ,        ,
      Uneath | may she | endure | the flin|ty streets,
           ,            ,         ,       ,         ,
      To tread | them with | her tend|er-feel|ing feet.
        T     T    T       2     ,       ,       ,
      Sweet Nell, ill | can thy nob|le mind | abrook
       .   T  T   T        ,       ,         ,
      The abject peo|ple, gaz|ing on | thy face,
            ,           ,     ,        ,         ,
      With env|ious / looks laugh|ing at | thy shame,
             ,         ,              ,    ,    2     ,
      That erst | did fol|low thy / proud char|iot-wheels,
             ,            ,        ,          ,             ,
      When thou | didst ride | in tri|umph through | the streets.
            ,        ,           ,           ,         ,
      But soft,| I think | she comes,| and I'll | prepare
       .   T     T      T        ,         ,     ,
      My tear-stained eyes,| to see | her mis|eries.
 
[Enter the DUCHESS in a white sheet, and a taper burning in her hand; with STANLEY, the Sheriff, and Officers]
 
SERVANT
So please your grace, we'll take her from the sheriff.
 
GLOUCESTER
No, stir not for your lives, let her pass by.
 
DUCHESS
        ,             ,        ,       ,       ,
      Come you,| my lord,| to see | my op|en shame?
       ,               ,        ,      ,               ,
      Now thou | dost pen|ance too.| Look how*| they gaze,
       ,             ,      ,      ,         ,
      See how | the gid|dy mult|itude | do point,
           ,            ,           ,             ,         ,
      And nod | their heads,| and throw | their eyes | on thee.
            ,           ,           ,            ,        ,
      Ah Glouce|ster, hide | thee from | their hate|ful looks,
           ,        ,             ,   ,         ,
      And in | thy clos|et pent^/up, rue | my shame,
           ,          ,     ,           ,          ,
      And ban | thine^en|emies,| both mine | and thine.
 
GLOUCESTER
          ,         ,        ,        ,           ,
      Be pa|tient, gent|le Nell,| forget | this grief.
 
DUCHESS
            ,           ,      ,          ,        ,
      Ah Glouce|ster, teach | me to | forget | myself:
             ,         ,        ,        ,         ,
      For whilst | I think | I am | thy mar|ried wife,
            ,         ,         ,       ,          ,
      And thou | a prince,| protect|or of | this land;
           ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      Methinks | I should | not thus | be led | along,
              ,        ,           ,       ,        ,
      Mailed^up | in shame,| with pap|ers on | my back,
           ,          ,       ,         ,        ,
      And fol|lowed with | a rab|ble, that | rejoice
          ,         ,           ,         ,          ,
      To see | my tears,| and hear | my deep-|fet groans.
            ,         ,           ,        ,        ,
      The ruth|less flint | doth cut | my tend|er feet,
            ,        ,          ,   2    ,        ,
      And when | I start,| the env|ious peo|ple laugh,
           ,        ,      ,      ,        ,
      And bid | me be | advis|ed how | I tread.
           ,         ,        ,           ,         ,
      Ah Humph|rey, can | I bear | this shame|ful yoke?
        ,                 ,           ,      ,          ,
      Trowst thou | that ere | I'll look | upon | the world,
           ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      Or count | them hap|py that | enjoy | the sun?
       ,    ,                    ,           ,         ,
      No: dark / shall be | my light,| and night | my day.
           ,       ,         ,           ,        ,
      To think | upon | my pomp,| shall be | my hell.
            ,          ,    ,             ,           ,
      Sometime | I'll say,| I am | Duke^Humph|rey's wife,
           ,        ,          ,      ,         ,
      And he | a prince,| and rul|er of | the land:
           ,        ,           ,         ,         ,
      Yet so | he ruled,| and such | a prince | he was,
          ,          ,          ,      2     ,     ,
      As he | stood^by,| whilst I,| his forlorn | duchess,
            ,       ,        ,        ,         ,
      Was made | a wond|er, and | a point|ing-stock
          ,     ,      ,       ,     ,
      To eve|ry id|le ras|cal fol|lower.
           ,          ,          ,      ,            ,
      But be | thou mild,| and blush | not at | my shame,
            ,        ,          ,         ,         ,
      Nor stir | at noth|ing, till | the axe | of death
           ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      Hang ov|er thee,| as sure | it short|ly will.
           ,         ,         ,        ,        ,
      For Suf|folk, he | that can | do all | in all
            ,          ,        ,          ,         ,
      With her,| that hat|eth thee | and hates | us all,
            ,         ,   2     ,                 ,      ,
      And York,| and imp|ious Beau|fort, that / false priest,
            ,      ,     ,              ,          ,
      Have all | limed bush/es to | betray | thy wings,
           ,          ,           ,              ,        ,
      And fly | thou how | thou canst,| they'll tang|le thee.
            ,          ,       ,          ,          ,
      But fear | not thou,| until | thy foot | be snared,
           ,       ,        ,        ,         ,
      Nor nev|er seek | prevent|ion of | thy foes.
 
GLOUCESTER
           ,         ,          ,       ,      ,
      Ah Nell,| forbear:| thou aim|est all | awry.
          ,        ,        ,       ,       ,       ->
      I must | offend,| before | I be | attaint||ed:
       ,       2    ,       ,         ,      ,
      And | had I twen|ty times | so ma|ny foes,
            ,         ,          ,       ,             x
      And each | of them | had twen|ty times | their power,
            ,            ,         ,       ,       ,
      All these | could not | procure | me an|y scathe,
           ,       ,       ,        ,          ,        ->
      So long | as I | am loy|al, true,| and crime||less.
         ,          2    ,        ,           ,         ,
      Wouldst | have me res|cue thee | from this | reproach?
           ,          ,              ,    ,       ,
      Why yet | thy scand|al were / not wiped | away,
          ,       ,       ,           ,         ,
      But I | in dang|er for | the breach | of law.
            ,         ,        ,       ,        ,
      Thy great|est help | is qui|et, gent|le Nell:
          ,           ,          ,         ,     ,
      I pray | thee sort | thy heart | to pa|tience,
             ,      ,     ,                 ,        ,
      These few | days' wond/er will | be quick|ly worn.
 
[Enter a Herald]
 
HERALD
         ,     2       ,       2     ,      ,     ,   2
      I sum|mon your grace | to his maj|esty's | parliament,
       ,    2      ,           ,                 ,    ,
      Holden at | Bury,| the first | of this / next month.
 
GLOUCESTER
           ,        ,           ,          ,       ,
      And my | consent | nere asked | herein | before?
        T   .   T    T          ,        ,         ,
      This is close deal|ing. Well,| I will | be there.
           ,        ,         ,          ,          x
      My Nell,| I take | my leave:| and mast|er sheriff,
       ,     2       ,     2     ,          ,         ,
      Let not her | penance ex|ceed the | king's com|mission.  ??
 
[Exit Herald]
 
SHERIFF
         2      ,            ,       ,           ,         ,
      And it please | your grace,| here my | commis|sion stays:
           ,      ,    ,               ,       ,
      And Sir | John Stan/ley is | appoint|ed now,
           ,          ,         ,         ,        ,
      To take | her with | him to | the Isle | of Man.
 
GLOUCESTER
        ,              ,         ,        ,      ,
      Must you,| Sir John,| protect | my la|dy here?
 
STANLEY
       ,   2     ,            ,        2      ,            ,
      So am I | given | in charge,| may it please | your grace.
 
GLOUCESTER
          ,          ,          ,          ,        ,
      Entreat | her not | the worse,| in that | I pray
           ,          ,          ,           ,        ,
      You use | her well:| the world | may laugh | again,
          ,       ,      ,       ,           ,         ,
      And I may live to do you kindness, if you do it her.  ????
           ,         ,          ,
      And so | Sir John,| farewell.  \\
 
DUCHESS
        T     T   .   T         ,        ,          ,
      What, gone my lord,| and bid | me not | farewell?
 
GLOUCESTER
       ,             ,        ,        ,         ,
      Witness | my tears,| I can|not stay | to speak.
 
[Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Servingmen]
 
DUCHESS
            ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      Art thou | gone^too?| All com|fort go | with thee,
            ,       ,           ,       ,         ,
      For none | abides | with me:| my joy,| is death;
        ,                 ,       ,           ,        ,
      Death, at | whose^name | I oft | have been | afeared,
          ,          ,             ,         ,    ,
      Because | I wished | this world's | etern|ity.
        ,          ,        ,         ,         ,
      Stanley,| I prith|ee go,| and take | me hence,
          ,          ,        ,       ,          x
      I care | not whith|er, for | I beg | no favor;
       ,         ,         ,           ,        ,      ->
      Only | convey | me where | thou art | command||ed.
 
STANLEY
       ,     ,        ,         2      ,        ,
      Why,| madam,| that is | to the Isle | of Man,
        ,             ,       ,        ,          ,
      There to | be used | accord|ing to | your state.
 
DUCHESS
              ,       ,         ,       ,         ,
      That's bad | enough,| for I | am but | reproach:
            ,         ,         ,         ,       ,
      And shall | I then | be used | reproach|fully?
 
STANLEY
        ,    2      ,             ,      ,          ,
      Like to a | duchess,| and Duke | Humphrey's| lady,
         ,              ,    ,           ,          ,
      Accord|ing to / that state | you shall | be used.
 
DUCHESS
       ,              ,         ,        ,        ,
      Sheriff | farewell,| and bet|ter than | I fare,
           ,            ,          ,        ,        ,
      Although | thou hast | been con|duct^of | my shame.
 
SHERIFF
          ,         x          ,      ,       ,
      It is | my office,| and mad|am pard|on me.
 
DUCHESS
             ,          ,         ,       ,         ,
      Aye*, aye,| farewell,| thy of|fice is | discharged:
       __      ,         ,        __   oo
      Come | Stanley,| shall we | go?|
 
STANLEY
       ,            ,         ,
      Madam,| your pen|ance done,
                                         ,           ,
                                  Throw^off | this sheet,
           ,    ,   2     ,         ,          ,
      And go | we to at|tire you | for our | journey.
 
DUCHESS
           ,           ,         ,        ,         ,
      My shame | will not | be shift|ed with | my sheet:
       ,              ,      ,         ,        ,
      No, it | will hang | upon | my rich|est robes,
            ,        ,        ,        ,       ,
      And show | itself,| attire | me how | I can.
       T    T   .   T        ,        ,          x
      Go, lead the way,| I long | to see | my prison.
 
[Exeunt]

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