Henry vi part 2, p.9
Henry VI, Part 2, page 9
That time best fits the work we have in hand.
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Madam, sit you, and fear not. Whom we raise
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We will make fast within a hallowed verge.
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Here
make the circle. Bolingbroke or Southwell reads
“Conjuro te, etc.” It thunders and lightens terribly;
then the Spirit riseth.
SPIRIT Adsum.
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JOURDAIN Asmath,
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By the eternal God, whose name and power
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Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask,
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For till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence.
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SPIRIT
Ask what thou wilt. That I had said and done!
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BOLINGBROKE,
writes>
First of the King: What shall of him become?
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SPIRIT
The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose,
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But him outlive and die a violent death.
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BOLINGBROKE,
What fates await the Duke of Suffolk?
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SPIRIT
By water shall he die and take his end.
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BOLINGBROKE
What shall befall the Duke of Somerset?
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SPIRIT Let him shun castles.
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Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
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Than where castles mounted stand.
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Have done, for more I hardly can endure.
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BOLINGBROKE
Descend to darkness and the burning lake!
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False fiend, avoid!
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Thunder and lightning. Spirit exits,
Enter the Duke of York and the Duke of Buckingham
with their Guard
break in.
YORK
Lay hands upon these traitors and their trash.
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accomplices and seize their papers.>
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inch.
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there? The King and commonweal
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Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains.
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My Lord Protector will, I doubt it not,
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See you well guerdoned for these good deserts.
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DUCHESS
Not half so bad as thine to England’s king,
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Injurious duke, that threatest where’s no cause.
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BUCKINGHAM
True, madam, none at all. What call you this?
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Away with them! Let them be clapped up close
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And kept asunder.—You, madam, shall with us.—
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Stafford, take her to thee.
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We’ll see your trinkets here all forthcoming.
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All away!
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exit
exit, under guard, aloft.>
YORK
Lord Buckingham, methinks you watched her well.
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A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon!
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Now, pray, my lord, let’s see the devil’s writ.
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What have we here?
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<(Reads.)> The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose,
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But him outlive and die a violent death.
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Why, this is just Aio
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Romanos vincere posse. Well, to the rest:
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<(Reads.)> Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of
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Suffolk?
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By water shall he die and take his end.
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What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?
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Let him shun castles;
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Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
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Than where castles mounted stand.
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Come, come, my
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Are hardly attained and hardly understood.
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The King is now in progress towards Saint Albans;
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With him the husband of this lovely lady.
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Thither goes these news as fast as horse can carry
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them—
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A sorry breakfast for my Lord Protector.
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BUCKINGHAM
Your Grace shall give me leave, my lord of York,
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To be the post, in hope of his reward.
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YORK At your pleasure, my good lord.
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Who’s within there, ho!
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Enter a Servingman.
Invite my lords of Salisbury and Warwick
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To sup with me tomorrow night. Away!
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They exit.
HENRY VI
Part 2
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ACT 2
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Enter King
Lord> Protector, Cardinal, and Suffolk,
Attendants,> with Falconers hallowing.
QUEEN MARGARET
Believe me, lords, for flying 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 very high,
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And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out.
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KING HENRY,
But what a point, my lord, your falcon 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 creatures works!
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Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high.
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SUFFOLK
No marvel, an it like your Majesty,
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My Lord Protector’s hawks do tower so well;
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They know their master loves to be aloft
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And bears his thoughts above his falcon’s pitch.
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GLOUCESTER
My lord, ’tis but a base ignoble mind
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That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
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CARDINAL
I thought as much. He would be above the clouds.
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GLOUCESTER
Ay, my Lord Cardinal, how think you by that?
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Were it not good your Grace could fly to heaven?
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KING HENRY
The treasury of everlasting joy.
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CARDINAL,
Thy heaven is on Earth; thine eyes and thoughts
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Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart.
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Pernicious Protector, dangerous peer,
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That smooth’st it so with king and commonweal!
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GLOUCESTER
What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown
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peremptory?
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Tantaene animis caelestibus irae?
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Churchmen so hot? Good uncle, hide such malice.
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With such holiness, can you do it?
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SUFFOLK
No malice, sir, no more than well becomes
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So good a quarrel and so bad a peer.
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GLOUCESTER
As who, my lord?
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SUFFOLK Why, as you, my lord,
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An ’t like your lordly
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GLOUCESTER
Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.
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QUEEN MARGARET
And thy ambition, Gloucester.
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KING HENRY I prithee peace,
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Good queen, and whet not on these furious peers,
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For blessèd are the peacemakers on earth.
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CARDINAL
Let me be blessèd for the peace I make
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Against this proud Protector with my sword!
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GLOUCESTER,












