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Flourish. Enter KING, GLOUCESTER, WINCHESTER, TALBOT, EXETER; YORK and WARWICK, with white roses; SUFFOLK and SOMERSET, with red roses; GOVERNOR OF PARIS, and OTHERS.
Flourish. Enter KING, GLOUCESTER, WINCHESTER, TALBOT, EXETER; YORK and WARWICK, with white roses; SUFFOLK and SOMERSET, with red roses; GOVERNOR OF PARIS, and OTHERS.
GLOUCESTER
Lord Bishop, set the crown upon his head.
GLOUCESTER
Lord Bishop, set the crown upon his head.
WINCHESTER , crowning KING HENRY
God save King Henry, of that name the Sixth!
WINCHESTER , crowning KING HENRY
God save King Henry, of that name the Sixth!
GLOUCESTER
Now, Governor of Paris, take your oath.
GOVERNOR kneels.
That you elect no other king but him;
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Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,
And none your foes but such as shall pretend
Malicious practices against his state:
This shall you do, so help you righteous God.
GLOUCESTER
Now, Governor of Paris, take your oath.
GOVERNOR kneels.
That you elect no other king but him;
5
Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,
And none your foes but such as shall pretend
Malicious practices against his state:
This shall you do, so help you righteous God.
GOVERNOR rises.
GOVERNOR rises.
Enter FASTOLF.
Enter FASTOLF.
FASTOLF
My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Callice
10
To haste unto your coronation,
A letter was delivered to my hands,
Writ to your Grace from th’ Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the KING a paper.
FASTOLF
My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Callice
10
To haste unto your coronation,
A letter was delivered to my hands,
Writ to your Grace from th’ Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the KING a paper.
TALBOT
Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!
I vowed, base knight, when I did meet thee next,
15
To tear the Garter from thy craven’s leg,
(tearing it off)
Which I have done, because unworthily
Thou wast installèd in that high degree.—
Pardon me, princely Henry and the rest.
This dastard, at the battle of Patay,
20
When but in all I was six thousand strong
And that the French were almost ten to one,
Before we met or that a stroke was given,
Like to a trusty squire did run away;
In which assault we lost twelve hundred men.
25
Myself and divers gentlemen besides
Were there surprised and taken prisoners.
Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss,
Or whether that such cowards ought to wear
This ornament of knighthood—yea or no?
TALBOT
Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!
I vowed, base knight, when I did meet thee next,
15
To tear the Garter from thy craven’s leg,
(tearing it off)
Which I have done, because unworthily
Thou wast installèd in that high degree.—
Pardon me, princely Henry and the rest.
This dastard, at the battle of Patay,
20
When but in all I was six thousand strong
And that the French were almost ten to one,
Before we met or that a stroke was given,
Like to a trusty squire did run away;
In which assault we lost twelve hundred men.
25
Myself and divers gentlemen besides
Were there surprised and taken prisoners.
Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss,
Or whether that such cowards ought to wear
This ornament of knighthood—yea or no?
GLOUCESTER
30
To say the truth, this fact was infamous
And ill beseeming any common man,
Much more a knight, a captain, and a leader.
GLOUCESTER
30
To say the truth, this fact was infamous
And ill beseeming any common man,
Much more a knight, a captain, and a leader.
TALBOT
When first this Order was ordained, my lords,
Knights of the Garter were of noble birth,
35
Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,
Such as were grown to credit by the wars;
Not fearing death nor shrinking for distress,
But always resolute in most extremes.
He then that is not furnished in this sort
40
Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight,
Profaning this most honorable Order,
And should, if I were worthy to be judge,
Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain
That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.
TALBOT
When first this Order was ordained, my lords,
Knights of the Garter were of noble birth,
35
Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,
Such as were grown to credit by the wars;
Not fearing death nor shrinking for distress,
But always resolute in most extremes.
He then that is not furnished in this sort
40
Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight,
Profaning this most honorable Order,
And should, if I were worthy to be judge,
Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain
That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.
KING HENRY , to FASTOLF
45
Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear’st thy doom.
Be packing therefore, thou that wast a knight.
Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death.
FASTOLF exits.
And now, my lord protector, view the letter
Sent from our uncle, Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the paper to GLOUCESTER.
KING HENRY , to FASTOLF
45
Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear’st thy doom.
Be packing therefore, thou that wast a knight.
Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death.
FASTOLF exits.
And now, my lord protector, view the letter
Sent from our uncle, Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the paper to GLOUCESTER.
GLOUCESTER
50
What means his Grace that he hath changed his style?
No more but, plain and bluntly, “To the King”!
Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?
Or doth this churlish superscription
Pretend some alteration in good will?
55
What’s here? (Reads.)
I have upon especial cause,
Moved with compassion of my country’s wrack,
Together with the pitiful complaints
Of such as your oppression feeds upon,
60
Forsaken your pernicious faction
And joined with Charles, the rightful king of France.
O monstrous treachery! Can this be so?
That in alliance, amity, and oaths
There should be found such false dissembling guile?
GLOUCESTER
50
What means his Grace that he hath changed his style?
No more but, plain and bluntly, “To the King”!
Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?
Or doth this churlish superscription
Pretend some alteration in good will?
55
What’s here? (Reads.)
I have upon especial cause,
Moved with compassion of my country’s wrack,
Together with the pitiful complaints
Of such as your oppression feeds upon,
60
Forsaken your pernicious faction
And joined with Charles, the rightful king of France.
O monstrous treachery! Can this be so?
That in alliance, amity, and oaths
There should be found such false dissembling guile?
KING HENRY
65
What? Doth my Uncle Burgundy revolt?
KING HENRY
65
What? Doth my Uncle Burgundy revolt?
GLOUCESTER
He doth, my lord, and is become your foe.
GLOUCESTER
He doth, my lord, and is become your foe.
KING HENRY
Is that the worst this letter doth contain?
KING HENRY
Is that the worst this letter doth contain?
GLOUCESTER
It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes.
GLOUCESTER
It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes.
KING HENRY
Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him
70
And give him chastisement for this abuse.—
How say you, my lord, are you not content?
KING HENRY
Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him
70
And give him chastisement for this abuse.—
How say you, my lord, are you not content?
TALBOT
Content, my liege? Yes. But that I am prevented,
I should have begged I might have been employed.
TALBOT
Content, my liege? Yes. But that I am prevented,
I should have begged I might have been employed.
KING HENRY
Then gather strength and march unto him straight;
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Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason
And what offense it is to flout his friends.
KING HENRY
Then gather strength and march unto him straight;
75
Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason
And what offense it is to flout his friends.
TALBOT
I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
You may behold confusion of your foes. He exits.
TALBOT
I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
You may behold confusion of your foes. He exits.
Enter VERNON, with a white rose, and BASSET, with a red rose.
Enter VERNON, with a white rose, and BASSET, with a red rose.
VERNON
Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.
VERNON
Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.
BASSET
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And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.
BASSET
80
And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.
YORK , indicating VERNON
This is my servant; hear him, noble prince.
YORK , indicating VERNON
This is my servant; hear him, noble prince.
SOMERSET , indicating BASSET
And this is mine, sweet Henry; favor him.
SOMERSET , indicating BASSET
And this is mine, sweet Henry; favor him.
KING HENRY
Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.—
Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim,
85
And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom?
KING HENRY
Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.—
Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim,
85
And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom?
VERNON
With him, my lord, for he hath done me wrong.
VERNON
With him, my lord, for he hath done me wrong.
BASSET
And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.
BASSET
And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.
KING HENRY
What is that wrong whereof you both complain?
First let me know, and then I’ll answer you.
KING HENRY
What is that wrong whereof you both complain?
First let me know, and then I’ll answer you.
BASSET
90
Crossing the sea from England into France,
This fellow here with envious carping tongue
Upbraided me about the rose I wear,
Saying the sanguine color of the leaves
Did represent my master’s blushing cheeks
95
When stubbornly he did repugn the truth
About a certain question in the law
Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him,
With other vile and ignominious terms.
In confutation of which rude reproach,
100
And in defense of my lord’s worthiness,
I crave the benefit of law of arms.
BASSET
90
Crossing the sea from England into France,
This fellow here with envious carping tongue
Upbraided me about the rose I wear,
Saying the sanguine color of the leaves
Did represent my master’s blushing cheeks
95
When stubbornly he did repugn the truth
About a certain question in the law
Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him,
With other vile and ignominious terms.
In confutation of which rude reproach,
100
And in defense of my lord’s worthiness,
I crave the benefit of law of arms.
VERNON
And that is my petition, noble lord;
For though he seem with forgèd quaint conceit
To set a gloss upon his bold intent,
105
Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him,
And he first took exceptions at this badge,
Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower
Bewrayed the faintness of my master’s heart.
VERNON
And that is my petition, noble lord;
For though he seem with forgèd quaint conceit
To set a gloss upon his bold intent,
105
Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him,
And he first took exceptions at this badge,
Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower
Bewrayed the faintness of my master’s heart.
YORK
Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?
YORK
Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?
SOMERSET
110
Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out,
Though ne’er so cunningly you smother it.
SOMERSET
110
Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out,
Though ne’er so cunningly you smother it.
KING HENRY
Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men
When for so slight and frivolous a cause
Such factious emulations shall arise!
115
Good cousins both, of York and Somerset,
Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace.
KING HENRY
Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men
When for so slight and frivolous a cause
Such factious emulations shall arise!
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Good cousins both, of York and Somerset,
Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace.
YORK
Let this dissension first be tried by fight,
And then your Highness shall command a peace.
YORK
Let this dissension first be tried by fight,
And then your Highness shall command a peace.
SOMERSET
The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;
120
Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.
SOMERSET
The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;
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Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.
YORK , throwing down a gage
There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset.
YORK , throwing down a gage
There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset.
VERNON , to SOMERSET
Nay, let it rest where it began at first.
VERNON , to SOMERSET
Nay, let it rest where it began at first.
BASSET , to SOMERSET
Confirm it so, mine honorable lord.
BASSET , to SOMERSET
Confirm it so, mine honorable lord.
GLOUCESTER
Confirm it so? Confounded be your strife,
125
And perish you with your audacious prate!
Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed
With this immodest clamorous outrage
To trouble and disturb the King and us?—
And you, my lords, methinks you do not well
130
To bear with their perverse objections,
Much less to take occasion from their mouths
To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves.
Let me persuade you take a better course.
GLOUCESTER
Confirm it so? Confounded be your strife,
125
And perish you with your audacious prate!
Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed
With this immodest clamorous outrage
To trouble and disturb the King and us?—
And you, my lords, methinks you do not well
130
To bear with their perverse objections,
Much less to take occasion from their mouths
To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves.
Let me persuade you take a better course.
EXETER
It grieves his Highness. Good my lords, be friends.
EXETER
It grieves his Highness. Good my lords, be friends.
KING HENRY
135
Come hither, you that would be combatants:
Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favor,
Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause.—
And you, my lords, remember where we are:
In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation.
140
If they perceive dissension in our looks,
And that within ourselves we disagree,
How will their grudging stomachs be provoked
To willful disobedience and rebel!
Besides, what infamy will there arise
145
When foreign princes shall be certified
That for a toy, a thing of no regard,
King Henry’s peers and chief nobility
Destroyed themselves and lost the realm of France!
O, think upon the conquest of my father,
150
My tender years, and let us not forgo
That for a trifle that was bought with blood.
Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife.
I see no reason if I wear this rose
That anyone should therefore be suspicious
155
I more incline to Somerset than York.
He puts on a red rose.
Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both.
As well they may upbraid me with my crown
Because, forsooth, the King of Scots is crowned.
But your discretions better can persuade
160
Than I am able to instruct or teach;
And therefore, as we hither came in peace,
So let us still continue peace and love.
Cousin of York, we institute your Grace
To be our regent in these parts of France;—
165
And good my Lord of Somerset, unite
Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;
And like true subjects, sons of your progenitors,
Go cheerfully together and digest
Your angry choler on your enemies.
170
Ourself, my lord protector, and the rest,
After some respite, will return to Callice;
From thence to England, where I hope ere long
To be presented, by your victories,
With Charles, Alanson, and that traitorous rout.
KING HENRY
135
Come hither, you that would be combatants:
Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favor,
Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause.—
And you, my lords, remember where we are:
In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation.
140
If they perceive dissension in our looks,
And that within ourselves we disagree,
How will their grudging stomachs be provoked
To willful disobedience and rebel!
Besides, what infamy will there arise
145
When foreign princes shall be certified
That for a toy, a thing of no regard,
King Henry’s peers and chief nobility
Destroyed themselves and lost the realm of France!
O, think upon the conquest of my father,
150
My tender years, and let us not forgo
That for a trifle that was bought with blood.
Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife.
I see no reason if I wear this rose
That anyone should therefore be suspicious
155
I more incline to Somerset than York.
He puts on a red rose.
Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both.
As well they may upbraid me with my crown
Because, forsooth, the King of Scots is crowned.
But your discretions better can persuade
160
Than I am able to instruct or teach;
And therefore, as we hither came in peace,
So let us still continue peace and love.
Cousin of York, we institute your Grace
To be our regent in these parts of France;—
165
And good my Lord of Somerset, unite
Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;
And like true subjects, sons of your progenitors,
Go cheerfully together and digest
Your angry choler on your enemies.
170
Ourself, my lord protector, and the rest,
After some respite, will return to Callice;
From thence to England, where I hope ere long
To be presented, by your victories,
With Charles, Alanson, and that traitorous rout.
Flourish. All but YORK, WARWICK, EXETER, VERNON exit.
Flourish. All but YORK, WARWICK, EXETER, VERNON exit.
WARWICK
175
My Lord of York, I promise you the King
Prettily, methought, did play the orator.
WARWICK
175
My Lord of York, I promise you the King
Prettily, methought, did play the orator.
YORK
And so he did, but yet I like it not
In that he wears the badge of Somerset.
YORK
And so he did, but yet I like it not
In that he wears the badge of Somerset.
WARWICK
Tush, that was but his fancy; blame him not.
180
I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm.
WARWICK
Tush, that was but his fancy; blame him not.
180
I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm.
YORK
And if I wist he did—but let it rest.
Other affairs must now be managèd.
YORK
And if I wist he did—but let it rest.
Other affairs must now be managèd.
YORK , WARWICK and VERNON exit. EXETER remains.
YORK , WARWICK and VERNON exit. EXETER remains.
EXETER
Well didst thou, Richard, to suppress thy voice,
For had the passions of thy heart burst out,
185
I fear we should have seen deciphered there
More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils,
Than yet can be imagined or supposed.
But howsoe’er, no simple man that sees
This jarring discord of nobility,
190
This shouldering of each other in the court,
This factious bandying of their favorites,
But sees it doth presage some ill event.
’Tis much when scepters are in children’s hands,
But more when envy breeds unkind division:
195
There comes the ruin; there begins confusion.
EXETER
Well didst thou, Richard, to suppress thy voice,
For had the passions of thy heart burst out,
185
I fear we should have seen deciphered there
More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils,
Than yet can be imagined or supposed.
But howsoe’er, no simple man that sees
This jarring discord of nobility,
190
This shouldering of each other in the court,
This factious bandying of their favorites,
But sees it doth presage some ill event.
’Tis much when scepters are in children’s hands,
But more when envy breeds unkind division:
195
There comes the ruin; there begins confusion.
He exits.
He exits.

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Flourish. Enter KING, GLOUCESTER, WINCHESTER, TALBOT, EXETER; YORK and WARWICK, with white roses; SUFFOLK and SOMERSET, with red roses; GOVERNOR OF PARIS, and OTHERS.
Flourish. Enter KING, GLOUCESTER, WINCHESTER, TALBOT, EXETER; YORK and WARWICK, with white roses; SUFFOLK and SOMERSET, with red roses; GOVERNOR OF PARIS, and OTHERS.
GLOUCESTER
Lord Bishop, set the crown upon his head.
GLOUCESTER
Lord Bishop, set the crown upon his head.
WINCHESTER , crowning KING HENRY
God save King Henry, of that name the Sixth!
WINCHESTER , crowning KING HENRY
God save King Henry, of that name the Sixth!
GLOUCESTER
Now, Governor of Paris, take your oath.
GOVERNOR kneels.
That you elect no other king but him;
5
Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,
And none your foes but such as shall pretend
Malicious practices against his state:
This shall you do, so help you righteous God.
GLOUCESTER
Now, Governor of Paris, take your oath.
GOVERNOR kneels.
That you elect no other king but him;
5
Esteem none friends but such as are his friends,
And none your foes but such as shall pretend
Malicious practices against his state:
This shall you do, so help you righteous God.
GOVERNOR rises.
GOVERNOR rises.
Enter FASTOLF.
Enter FASTOLF.
FASTOLF
My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Callice
10
To haste unto your coronation,
A letter was delivered to my hands,
Writ to your Grace from th’ Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the KING a paper.
FASTOLF
My gracious sovereign, as I rode from Callice
10
To haste unto your coronation,
A letter was delivered to my hands,
Writ to your Grace from th’ Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the KING a paper.
TALBOT
Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!
I vowed, base knight, when I did meet thee next,
15
To tear the Garter from thy craven’s leg,
(tearing it off)
Which I have done, because unworthily
Thou wast installèd in that high degree.—
Pardon me, princely Henry and the rest.
This dastard, at the battle of Patay,
20
When but in all I was six thousand strong
And that the French were almost ten to one,
Before we met or that a stroke was given,
Like to a trusty squire did run away;
In which assault we lost twelve hundred men.
25
Myself and divers gentlemen besides
Were there surprised and taken prisoners.
Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss,
Or whether that such cowards ought to wear
This ornament of knighthood—yea or no?
TALBOT
Shame to the Duke of Burgundy and thee!
I vowed, base knight, when I did meet thee next,
15
To tear the Garter from thy craven’s leg,
(tearing it off)
Which I have done, because unworthily
Thou wast installèd in that high degree.—
Pardon me, princely Henry and the rest.
This dastard, at the battle of Patay,
20
When but in all I was six thousand strong
And that the French were almost ten to one,
Before we met or that a stroke was given,
Like to a trusty squire did run away;
In which assault we lost twelve hundred men.
25
Myself and divers gentlemen besides
Were there surprised and taken prisoners.
Then judge, great lords, if I have done amiss,
Or whether that such cowards ought to wear
This ornament of knighthood—yea or no?
GLOUCESTER
30
To say the truth, this fact was infamous
And ill beseeming any common man,
Much more a knight, a captain, and a leader.
GLOUCESTER
30
To say the truth, this fact was infamous
And ill beseeming any common man,
Much more a knight, a captain, and a leader.
TALBOT
When first this Order was ordained, my lords,
Knights of the Garter were of noble birth,
35
Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,
Such as were grown to credit by the wars;
Not fearing death nor shrinking for distress,
But always resolute in most extremes.
He then that is not furnished in this sort
40
Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight,
Profaning this most honorable Order,
And should, if I were worthy to be judge,
Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain
That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.
TALBOT
When first this Order was ordained, my lords,
Knights of the Garter were of noble birth,
35
Valiant and virtuous, full of haughty courage,
Such as were grown to credit by the wars;
Not fearing death nor shrinking for distress,
But always resolute in most extremes.
He then that is not furnished in this sort
40
Doth but usurp the sacred name of knight,
Profaning this most honorable Order,
And should, if I were worthy to be judge,
Be quite degraded, like a hedge-born swain
That doth presume to boast of gentle blood.
KING HENRY , to FASTOLF
45
Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear’st thy doom.
Be packing therefore, thou that wast a knight.
Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death.
FASTOLF exits.
And now, my lord protector, view the letter
Sent from our uncle, Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the paper to GLOUCESTER.
KING HENRY , to FASTOLF
45
Stain to thy countrymen, thou hear’st thy doom.
Be packing therefore, thou that wast a knight.
Henceforth we banish thee on pain of death.
FASTOLF exits.
And now, my lord protector, view the letter
Sent from our uncle, Duke of Burgundy.
He hands the paper to GLOUCESTER.
GLOUCESTER
50
What means his Grace that he hath changed his style?
No more but, plain and bluntly, “To the King”!
Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?
Or doth this churlish superscription
Pretend some alteration in good will?
55
What’s here? (Reads.)
I have upon especial cause,
Moved with compassion of my country’s wrack,
Together with the pitiful complaints
Of such as your oppression feeds upon,
60
Forsaken your pernicious faction
And joined with Charles, the rightful king of France.
O monstrous treachery! Can this be so?
That in alliance, amity, and oaths
There should be found such false dissembling guile?
GLOUCESTER
50
What means his Grace that he hath changed his style?
No more but, plain and bluntly, “To the King”!
Hath he forgot he is his sovereign?
Or doth this churlish superscription
Pretend some alteration in good will?
55
What’s here? (Reads.)
I have upon especial cause,
Moved with compassion of my country’s wrack,
Together with the pitiful complaints
Of such as your oppression feeds upon,
60
Forsaken your pernicious faction
And joined with Charles, the rightful king of France.
O monstrous treachery! Can this be so?
That in alliance, amity, and oaths
There should be found such false dissembling guile?
KING HENRY
65
What? Doth my Uncle Burgundy revolt?
KING HENRY
65
What? Doth my Uncle Burgundy revolt?
GLOUCESTER
He doth, my lord, and is become your foe.
GLOUCESTER
He doth, my lord, and is become your foe.
KING HENRY
Is that the worst this letter doth contain?
KING HENRY
Is that the worst this letter doth contain?
GLOUCESTER
It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes.
GLOUCESTER
It is the worst, and all, my lord, he writes.
KING HENRY
Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him
70
And give him chastisement for this abuse.—
How say you, my lord, are you not content?
KING HENRY
Why, then, Lord Talbot there shall talk with him
70
And give him chastisement for this abuse.—
How say you, my lord, are you not content?
TALBOT
Content, my liege? Yes. But that I am prevented,
I should have begged I might have been employed.
TALBOT
Content, my liege? Yes. But that I am prevented,
I should have begged I might have been employed.
KING HENRY
Then gather strength and march unto him straight;
75
Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason
And what offense it is to flout his friends.
KING HENRY
Then gather strength and march unto him straight;
75
Let him perceive how ill we brook his treason
And what offense it is to flout his friends.
TALBOT
I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
You may behold confusion of your foes. He exits.
TALBOT
I go, my lord, in heart desiring still
You may behold confusion of your foes. He exits.
Enter VERNON, with a white rose, and BASSET, with a red rose.
Enter VERNON, with a white rose, and BASSET, with a red rose.
VERNON
Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.
VERNON
Grant me the combat, gracious sovereign.
BASSET
80
And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.
BASSET
80
And me, my lord, grant me the combat too.
YORK , indicating VERNON
This is my servant; hear him, noble prince.
YORK , indicating VERNON
This is my servant; hear him, noble prince.
SOMERSET , indicating BASSET
And this is mine, sweet Henry; favor him.
SOMERSET , indicating BASSET
And this is mine, sweet Henry; favor him.
KING HENRY
Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.—
Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim,
85
And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom?
KING HENRY
Be patient, lords, and give them leave to speak.—
Say, gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaim,
85
And wherefore crave you combat, or with whom?
VERNON
With him, my lord, for he hath done me wrong.
VERNON
With him, my lord, for he hath done me wrong.
BASSET
And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.
BASSET
And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.
KING HENRY
What is that wrong whereof you both complain?
First let me know, and then I’ll answer you.
KING HENRY
What is that wrong whereof you both complain?
First let me know, and then I’ll answer you.
BASSET
90
Crossing the sea from England into France,
This fellow here with envious carping tongue
Upbraided me about the rose I wear,
Saying the sanguine color of the leaves
Did represent my master’s blushing cheeks
95
When stubbornly he did repugn the truth
About a certain question in the law
Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him,
With other vile and ignominious terms.
In confutation of which rude reproach,
100
And in defense of my lord’s worthiness,
I crave the benefit of law of arms.
BASSET
90
Crossing the sea from England into France,
This fellow here with envious carping tongue
Upbraided me about the rose I wear,
Saying the sanguine color of the leaves
Did represent my master’s blushing cheeks
95
When stubbornly he did repugn the truth
About a certain question in the law
Argued betwixt the Duke of York and him,
With other vile and ignominious terms.
In confutation of which rude reproach,
100
And in defense of my lord’s worthiness,
I crave the benefit of law of arms.
VERNON
And that is my petition, noble lord;
For though he seem with forgèd quaint conceit
To set a gloss upon his bold intent,
105
Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him,
And he first took exceptions at this badge,
Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower
Bewrayed the faintness of my master’s heart.
VERNON
And that is my petition, noble lord;
For though he seem with forgèd quaint conceit
To set a gloss upon his bold intent,
105
Yet know, my lord, I was provoked by him,
And he first took exceptions at this badge,
Pronouncing that the paleness of this flower
Bewrayed the faintness of my master’s heart.
YORK
Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?
YORK
Will not this malice, Somerset, be left?
SOMERSET
110
Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out,
Though ne’er so cunningly you smother it.
SOMERSET
110
Your private grudge, my Lord of York, will out,
Though ne’er so cunningly you smother it.
KING HENRY
Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men
When for so slight and frivolous a cause
Such factious emulations shall arise!
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Good cousins both, of York and Somerset,
Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace.
KING HENRY
Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men
When for so slight and frivolous a cause
Such factious emulations shall arise!
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Good cousins both, of York and Somerset,
Quiet yourselves, I pray, and be at peace.
YORK
Let this dissension first be tried by fight,
And then your Highness shall command a peace.
YORK
Let this dissension first be tried by fight,
And then your Highness shall command a peace.
SOMERSET
The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;
120
Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.
SOMERSET
The quarrel toucheth none but us alone;
120
Betwixt ourselves let us decide it then.
YORK , throwing down a gage
There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset.
YORK , throwing down a gage
There is my pledge; accept it, Somerset.
VERNON , to SOMERSET
Nay, let it rest where it began at first.
VERNON , to SOMERSET
Nay, let it rest where it began at first.
BASSET , to SOMERSET
Confirm it so, mine honorable lord.
BASSET , to SOMERSET
Confirm it so, mine honorable lord.
GLOUCESTER
Confirm it so? Confounded be your strife,
125
And perish you with your audacious prate!
Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed
With this immodest clamorous outrage
To trouble and disturb the King and us?—
And you, my lords, methinks you do not well
130
To bear with their perverse objections,
Much less to take occasion from their mouths
To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves.
Let me persuade you take a better course.
GLOUCESTER
Confirm it so? Confounded be your strife,
125
And perish you with your audacious prate!
Presumptuous vassals, are you not ashamed
With this immodest clamorous outrage
To trouble and disturb the King and us?—
And you, my lords, methinks you do not well
130
To bear with their perverse objections,
Much less to take occasion from their mouths
To raise a mutiny betwixt yourselves.
Let me persuade you take a better course.
EXETER
It grieves his Highness. Good my lords, be friends.
EXETER
It grieves his Highness. Good my lords, be friends.
KING HENRY
135
Come hither, you that would be combatants:
Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favor,
Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause.—
And you, my lords, remember where we are:
In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation.
140
If they perceive dissension in our looks,
And that within ourselves we disagree,
How will their grudging stomachs be provoked
To willful disobedience and rebel!
Besides, what infamy will there arise
145
When foreign princes shall be certified
That for a toy, a thing of no regard,
King Henry’s peers and chief nobility
Destroyed themselves and lost the realm of France!
O, think upon the conquest of my father,
150
My tender years, and let us not forgo
That for a trifle that was bought with blood.
Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife.
I see no reason if I wear this rose
That anyone should therefore be suspicious
155
I more incline to Somerset than York.
He puts on a red rose.
Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both.
As well they may upbraid me with my crown
Because, forsooth, the King of Scots is crowned.
But your discretions better can persuade
160
Than I am able to instruct or teach;
And therefore, as we hither came in peace,
So let us still continue peace and love.
Cousin of York, we institute your Grace
To be our regent in these parts of France;—
165
And good my Lord of Somerset, unite
Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;
And like true subjects, sons of your progenitors,
Go cheerfully together and digest
Your angry choler on your enemies.
170
Ourself, my lord protector, and the rest,
After some respite, will return to Callice;
From thence to England, where I hope ere long
To be presented, by your victories,
With Charles, Alanson, and that traitorous rout.
KING HENRY
135
Come hither, you that would be combatants:
Henceforth I charge you, as you love our favor,
Quite to forget this quarrel and the cause.—
And you, my lords, remember where we are:
In France, amongst a fickle wavering nation.
140
If they perceive dissension in our looks,
And that within ourselves we disagree,
How will their grudging stomachs be provoked
To willful disobedience and rebel!
Besides, what infamy will there arise
145
When foreign princes shall be certified
That for a toy, a thing of no regard,
King Henry’s peers and chief nobility
Destroyed themselves and lost the realm of France!
O, think upon the conquest of my father,
150
My tender years, and let us not forgo
That for a trifle that was bought with blood.
Let me be umpire in this doubtful strife.
I see no reason if I wear this rose
That anyone should therefore be suspicious
155
I more incline to Somerset than York.
He puts on a red rose.
Both are my kinsmen, and I love them both.
As well they may upbraid me with my crown
Because, forsooth, the King of Scots is crowned.
But your discretions better can persuade
160
Than I am able to instruct or teach;
And therefore, as we hither came in peace,
So let us still continue peace and love.
Cousin of York, we institute your Grace
To be our regent in these parts of France;—
165
And good my Lord of Somerset, unite
Your troops of horsemen with his bands of foot;
And like true subjects, sons of your progenitors,
Go cheerfully together and digest
Your angry choler on your enemies.
170
Ourself, my lord protector, and the rest,
After some respite, will return to Callice;
From thence to England, where I hope ere long
To be presented, by your victories,
With Charles, Alanson, and that traitorous rout.
Flourish. All but YORK, WARWICK, EXETER, VERNON exit.
Flourish. All but YORK, WARWICK, EXETER, VERNON exit.
WARWICK
175
My Lord of York, I promise you the King
Prettily, methought, did play the orator.
WARWICK
175
My Lord of York, I promise you the King
Prettily, methought, did play the orator.
YORK
And so he did, but yet I like it not
In that he wears the badge of Somerset.
YORK
And so he did, but yet I like it not
In that he wears the badge of Somerset.
WARWICK
Tush, that was but his fancy; blame him not.
180
I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm.
WARWICK
Tush, that was but his fancy; blame him not.
180
I dare presume, sweet prince, he thought no harm.
YORK
And if I wist he did—but let it rest.
Other affairs must now be managèd.
YORK
And if I wist he did—but let it rest.
Other affairs must now be managèd.
YORK , WARWICK and VERNON exit. EXETER remains.
YORK , WARWICK and VERNON exit. EXETER remains.
EXETER
Well didst thou, Richard, to suppress thy voice,
For had the passions of thy heart burst out,
185
I fear we should have seen deciphered there
More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils,
Than yet can be imagined or supposed.
But howsoe’er, no simple man that sees
This jarring discord of nobility,
190
This shouldering of each other in the court,
This factious bandying of their favorites,
But sees it doth presage some ill event.
’Tis much when scepters are in children’s hands,
But more when envy breeds unkind division:
195
There comes the ruin; there begins confusion.
EXETER
Well didst thou, Richard, to suppress thy voice,
For had the passions of thy heart burst out,
185
I fear we should have seen deciphered there
More rancorous spite, more furious raging broils,
Than yet can be imagined or supposed.
But howsoe’er, no simple man that sees
This jarring discord of nobility,
190
This shouldering of each other in the court,
This factious bandying of their favorites,
But sees it doth presage some ill event.
’Tis much when scepters are in children’s hands,
But more when envy breeds unkind division:
195
There comes the ruin; there begins confusion.
He exits.
He exits.