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The second Part of Henry the Sixt.
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That shall make answere to such Questions,
As by your Grace shall be propounded him.

Elianor.
It is enough, Ile thinke vpon the Questions:
When from Saint Albones we doe make returne,
Wee'le see these things effected to the full.
Here Hume, take this reward, make merry man
With thy Confederates in this weightie cause.
Exit Elianor. 

Hume.
Hume must make merry with the Duchesse Gold:
Marry and Shall: but how now, Sir Iohn Hume?
Seale vp your Lips, and giue no words but Mum,
The businesse asketh silent secrecie.
Dame Elianor giues Gold, to bring the Witch:
Gold cannot come amisse, were she a Deuill.
Yet haue I Gold flyes from another Coast:
I dare not say, from the rich Cardinall,
And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolke;
Yet I doe finde it so: for to be plaine,
They (knowing Dame Elianors aspiring humor)
Haue hyred me to vnder-mine the Duchesse,
And buzze these Coniurations in her brayne.
They say, A craftie Knaue do's need no Broker,
Yet am I Suffolke and the Cardinalls Broker.
Hume, if you take not heed, you shall goe neere
To call them both a payre of craftie Knaues.
Well, so it stands: and thus I feare at last,
Humes Knauerie will be the Duchesse Wracke,
And her Attainture, will be Humphreyes fall:
Exit.Sort how it will, I shall haue Gold for all.

Enter three or foure Petitioners, the Armorers
Man being one.

1. Pet.

My Masters, let's stand close, my Lord Protector
will come this way by and by, and then wee may
deliuer our Supplications in the Quill.

2. Pet.
Marry the Lord protect him, for hee's a good
man, Iesu blesse him.

Enter Suffolke, and Queene.

Peter.
Here a comes me thinkes, and the Queene with
him: Ile be the first sure.

2. Pet.
Come backe foole, this is the Duke of Suffolk,
and not my Lord Protector.

Suff.
How now fellow: would'st any thing with me?

1. Pet.
I pray my Lord pardon me, I tooke ye for my
Lord Protector.

Queene.
To my Lord Protector? Are your Supplications
to his Lordship? Let me see them: what is thine?

1. Pet.
Mine is, and't please your Grace, against Iohn
Goodman, my Lord Cardinals Man, for keeping my House,
and Lands, and Wife and all, from me.

Suff.
Thy Wife too? that's some Wrong indeede.
What's yours? What's heere? Against the Duke of
Suffolke, for enclosing the Commons of Melforde. How
now, Sir Knaue?

2. Pet.
Alas Sir, I am but a poore Petitioner of our
whole Towneship.

Peter.
Against my Master Thomas Horner, for saying,
That the Duke of Yorke was rightfull Heire to the Crowne.

Queene.
What say'st thou? Did the Duke of Yorke
say, hee was rightfull Heire to the Crowne?

Peter.
That my Mistresse was? No forsooth: my Master
said, That he was, and that the King was an Vsurper.
Suff.
Who is there?
Enter Seruant.
Take this fellow in, and send for his Master with a Purseuant
presently: wee'le heare more of your matter before
Exit.the King.

Queene.
And as for you that loue to be protected
Vnder the Wings of our Protectors Grace,
Begin your Suites anew, and sue to him.
Teare the Supplication. 
Away, base Cullions: Suffolke let them goe.

All.
Exit.Come, let's be gone.

Queene.
My Lord of Suffolke, say, is this the guise?
Is this the Fashions in the Court of England?
Is this the Gouernment of Britaines Ile?
And this the Royaltie of Albions King?
What, shall King Henry be a Pupill still,
Vnder the surly Glosters Gouernance?
Am I a Queene in Title and in Stile,
And must be made a Subiect to a Duke?
I tell thee Poole, when in the Citie Tours
Thou ran'st a-tilt in honor of my Loue,
And stol'st away the Ladies hearts of France;
I thought King Henry had resembled thee,
In Courage, Courtship, and Proportion:
But all his minde is bent to Holinesse,
To number Aue-Maries on his Beades:
His Champions, are the Prophets and Apostles,
His Weapons, holy Sawes of sacred Writ,
His Studie is his Tilt-yard, and his Loues
Are brazen Images of Canonized Saints.
I would the Colledge of the Cardinalls
Would chuse him Pope, and carry him to Rome,
And set the Triple Crowne vpon his Head;
That were a State fit for his Holinesse.

Suff.
Madame be patient: as I was cause
Your Highnesse came to England, so will I
In England worke your Graces full content.

Queene.
Beside the haughtie Protector, haue we Beauford
The imperious Churchman; Somerset, Buckingham,
And grumbling Yorke: and not the least of these,
But can doe more in England then the King.

Suff.
And he of these, that can doe most of all,
Cannot doe more in England then the Neuils:
Salisbury and Warwick are no simple Peeres.

Queene.
Not all these Lords do vex me halfe so much,
As that prowd Dame, the Lord Protectors Wife:
She sweepes it through the Court with troups of Ladies,
More like an Empresse, then Duke Humphreyes Wife:
Strangers in Court, doe take her for the Queene:
She beares a Dukes Reuenewes on her backe,
And in her heart she scornes our Pouertie:
Shall I not liue to be aueng'd on her?
Contemptuous base-borne Callot as she is,
She vaunted 'mongst her Minions t'other day,
The very trayne of her worst wearing Gowne,
Was better worth then all my Fathers Lands,
Till Suffolke gaue two Dukedomes for his Daughter.

Suff.
Madame, my selfe haue lym'd a Bush for her,
And plac't a Quier of such enticing Birds,
That she will light to listen to the Layes,
And neuer mount to trouble you againe.
So let her rest: and Madame list to me,
For I am bold to counsaile you in this;

Although we fancie not the Cardinall,
Yet must we ioyne with him and with the Lords,
Till we haue brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace.

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