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Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers:
K. Hen. O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones; Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!
Q. Mar. Gloster, see here the tainture of thy nest; And, look, thyself be faultless, thou wert best.
Glo. Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal,
K. Hen. Well, for this night, we will repose us here:
SCENE II.—London. The Duke of York's Garden.
Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and Warwick. York. Now, my good lords of Salisbury and Warwick, Our simple supper ended, give me leave, In this close walk, to satisfy myself,
In craving your opinion of my title,
Sal. My lord, I long to hear it at full.
York. Then thus : Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons: The first, Edward the Black Prince, prince of Wales; The second, William of Hatfield; and the third, Lionel, duke of Clarence; next to whom, Was John of Gaunt, the duke of Lancaster: The fifth, was Edmond Langley, duke of York; The sixth, was Thomas of Woodstock, duke of Gloster; William of Windsor was the seventh, and last. Edward, the Black Prince, died before his father; And left behind bim Richard, his only son, Who, after Edward the Third's death, reign'd as king; Till Henry Bolingbroke, duke of Lancaster, The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt, Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth, Seiz'd on the realm ; depos’d the rightful king; Sent his poor queen to France, from whence she came, And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know, Harmless Richard was murder'd traitorously.
War. Father, the duke hath told the truth ; Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown.
York. Which now they hold by force, and not by right;
Sal. But William of Hatfield died without an heir.
I claim the crown,) had issue-Philippe, a daughter,
Sal. This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke,
York. His eldest sister, Anne,
War. What plain proceedings are more plain than this ?
king! York. We thank you, lords. But I am not your king
Till I be crown'd; and that my sword be stained
full. War. My heart assures me, that the earl of Warwick Shall one day make the duke of York a king.
York. And, Nevil, this I do assure myself,— Richard shall live to make the earl of Warwick The greatest man in England, but the king. [Exeunt.
SCENE III.-The same.
A Hall of Justice.
Trumpets sounded. Enter King HENRY, Queen MarGARET, Gloster, YORK, SUFFOLK, and SalisBURY; the Duchess of Gloster, MargerY JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, HUME, and BOLINGBROKE, under guard. K. Hen. Stand forth, dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloster's
wife: In sight of God, and us, your guilt is great; Receive the sentence of the law, for sins
Such as by God's book are adjudg’d to death.-
[To JOURD. &c.
Duch. Welcome is banishment, welcome were my death. Glo. Eleanor, the law, thou seest, hath judged thee; I cannot justify whom the law condemns.
[Exeunt the Duchess, and the other Prisoners, guarded. Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief. Ah, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground ! I beseech your majesty, give me leave to go; Sorrow would solace, and mine age would ease.
K. Hen. Stay, Humphrey duke of Gloster: ere thou go,
Q. Mar. I see no reason, why a king of years
Glo. My staff?--here, noble Henry, is my staff: