| ACT I SCENE III | The Palace. |  | 
| [
                    Enter three or four Petitioners, PETER, the
                    Armourer's man, being one
                ] | 
| First Petitioner | My masters, let's stand close: my lord protector | 
|  | will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver | 
|  | our supplications in the quill. | 
| Second Petitioner | Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man! | 
|  | Jesu bless him! | 5 | 
| [Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN MARGARET] | 
| PETER | Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him. | 
|  | I'll be the first, sure. | 
| Second Petitioner | Come back, fool; this is the Duke of Suffolk, and | 
|  | not my lord protector. | 
| SUFFOLK | How now, fellow! would'st anything with me? | 10 | 
| First Petitioner | I pray, my lord, pardon me; I took ye for my lord | 
|  | protector. | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | [Reading]   'To my Lord Protector!' Are your | 
|  | supplications to his lordship? Let me see them: | 
|  | what is thine? | 15 | 
| First Petitioner | Mine is, an't please your grace, against John | 
|  | Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my | 
|  | house, and lands, and wife and all, from me. | 
| SUFFOLK | Thy wife, too! that's some wrong, indeed. What's | 
|  | yours? What's here! | 20 | 
[Reads] | |  | 'Against the Duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the | 
|  | commons of Melford.' How now, sir knave! | 
| Second Petitioner | Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole township. | 
| PETER | [Giving his petition]   Against my master, Thomas | 
|  | Horner, for saying that the Duke of York was rightful | 25 | 
|  | heir to the crown. | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | What sayst thou? did the Duke of York say he was | 
|  | rightful heir to the crown? | 
| PETER | That my master was? no, forsooth: my master said | 
|  | that he was, and that the king was an usurper. | 30 | 
| SUFFOLK | Who is there? | 
[Enter Servant] | |  | Take this fellow in, and send for | 
|  | his master with a pursuivant presently: we'll hear | 
|  | more of your matter before the King. | 
| [Exit Servant with PETER] | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | And as for you, that love to be protected | 35 | 
|  | Under the wings of our protector's grace, | 
|  | Begin your suits anew, and sue to him. | 
[Tears the supplication] | |  | Away, base cullions! Suffolk, let them go. | 
| ALL | Come, let's be gone. | 
| [Exeunt] | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | My Lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise, | 40 | 
|  | Is this the fashion in the court of England? | 
|  | Is this the government of Britain's isle, | 
|  | And this the royalty of Albion's king? | 
|  | What shall King Henry be a pupil still | 
|  | Under the surly Gloucester's governance? | 45 | 
|  | Am I a queen in title and in style, | 
|  | And must be made a subject to a duke? | 
|  | I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours | 
|  | Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love | 
|  | And stolest away the ladies' hearts of France, | 50 | 
|  | I thought King Henry had resembled thee | 
|  | In courage, courtship and proportion: | 
|  | But all his mind is bent to holiness, | 
|  | To number Ave-Maries on his beads; | 
|  | His champions are the prophets and apostles, | 55 | 
|  | His weapons holy saws of sacred writ, | 
|  | His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves | 
|  | Are brazen images of canonized saints. | 
|  | I would the college of the cardinals | 
|  | Would choose him pope, and carry him to Rome, | 60 | 
|  | And set the triple crown upon his head: | 
|  | That were a state fit for his holiness. | 
| SUFFOLK | Madam, be patient: as I was cause | 
|  | Your highness came to England, so will I | 
|  | In England work your grace's full content. | 65 | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | Beside the haughty protector, have we Beaufort, | 
|  | The imperious churchman, Somerset, Buckingham, | 
|  | And grumbling York: and not the least of these | 
|  | But can do more in England than the king. | 
| SUFFOLK | And he of these that can do most of all | 70 | 
|  | Cannot do more in England than the Nevils: | 
|  | Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers. | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | Not all these lords do vex me half so much | 
|  | As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. | 
|  | She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies, | 75 | 
|  | More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's wife: | 
|  | Strangers in court do take her for the queen: | 
|  | She bears a duke's revenues on her back, | 
|  | And in her heart she scorns our poverty: | 
|  | Shall I not live to be avenged on her? | 80 | 
|  | Contemptuous base-born callet as she is, | 
|  | She vaunted 'mongst her minions t'other day, | 
|  | The very train of her worst wearing gown | 
|  | Was better worth than all my father's lands, | 
|  | Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter. | 85 | 
| SUFFOLK | Madam, myself have limed a bush for her, | 
|  | And placed a quire of such enticing birds, | 
|  | That she will light to listen to the lays, | 
|  | And never mount to trouble you again. | 
|  | So, let her rest: and, madam, list to me; | 90 | 
|  | For I am bold to counsel you in this. | 
|  | Although we fancy not the cardinal, | 
|  | Yet must we join with him and with the lords, | 
|  | Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace. | 
|  | As for the Duke of York, this late complaint | 95 | 
|  | Will make but little for his benefit. | 
|  | So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last, | 
|  | And you yourself shall steer the happy helm. | 
| [
                    Sound a sennet. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER,
                    CARDINAL, BUCKINGHAM, YORK, SOMERSET, SALISBURY,
                    WARWICK, and the DUCHESS
                ] | 
| KING HENRY VI | For my part, noble lords, I care not which; | 
|  | Or Somerset or York, all's one to me. | 100 | 
| YORK | If York have ill demean'd himself in France, | 
|  | Then let him be denay'd the regentship. | 
| SOMERSET | If Somerset be unworthy of the place, | 
|  | Let York be regent; I will yield to him. | 
| WARWICK | Whether your grace be worthy, yea or no, | 105 | 
|  | Dispute not that: York is the worthier. | 
| CARDINAL | Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak. | 
| WARWICK | The cardinal's not my better in the field. | 
| BUCKINGHAM | All in this presence are thy betters, Warwick. | 
| WARWICK | Warwick may live to be the best of all. | 110 | 
| SALISBURY | Peace, son! and show some reason, Buckingham, | 
|  | Why Somerset should be preferred in this. | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | Because the king, forsooth, will have it so. | 
| GLOUCESTER | Madam, the king is old enough himself | 
|  | To give his censure: these are no women's matters. | 115 | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | If he be old enough, what needs your grace | 
|  | To be protector of his excellence? | 
| GLOUCESTER | Madam, I am protector of the realm; | 
|  | And, at his pleasure, will resign my place. | 
| SUFFOLK | Resign it then and leave thine insolence. | 120 | 
|  | Since thou wert king--as who is king but thou?-- | 
|  | The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck; | 
|  | The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas; | 
|  | And all the peers and nobles of the realm | 
|  | Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty. | 125 | 
| CARDINAL | The commons hast thou rack'd; the clergy's bags | 
|  | Are lank and lean with thy extortions. | 
| SOMERSET | Thy sumptuous buildings and thy wife's attire | 
|  | Have cost a mass of public treasury. | 
| BUCKINGHAM | Thy cruelty in execution | 130 | 
|  | Upon offenders, hath exceeded law, | 
|  | And left thee to the mercy of the law. | 
| QUEEN MARGARET | They sale of offices and towns in France, | 
|  | If they were known, as the suspect is great, | 
|  | Would make thee quickly hop without thy head. | 135 | 
[Exit GLOUCESTER. QUEEN MARGARET drops her fan] | |  | Give me my fan: what, minion! can ye not? | 
[She gives the DUCHESS a box on the ear] | |  | I cry you mercy, madam; was it you? | 
| DUCHESS | Was't I! yea, I it was, proud Frenchwoman: | 
|  | Could I come near your beauty with my nails, | 
|  | I'd set my ten commandments in your face. | 140 | 
| KING HENRY VI | Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will. | 
| DUCHESS | Against her will! good king, look to't in time; | 
|  | She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby: | 
|  | Though in this place most master wear no breeches, | 
|  | She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged. | 145 | 
| [Exit] | 
| BUCKINGHAM | Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, | 
|  | And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: | 
|  | She's tickled now; her fume needs no spurs, | 
|  | She'll gallop far enough to her destruction. | 
| [Exit] | 
| [Re-enter GLOUCESTER] | 
| GLOUCESTER | Now, lords, my choler being over-blown | 150 | 
|  | With walking once about the quadrangle, | 
|  | I come to talk of commonwealth affairs. | 
|  | As for your spiteful false objections, | 
|  | Prove them, and I lie open to the law: | 
|  | But God in mercy so deal with my soul, | 155 | 
|  | As I in duty love my king and country! | 
|  | But, to the matter that we have in hand: | 
|  | I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man | 
|  | To be your regent in the realm of France. | 
| SUFFOLK | Before we make election, give me leave | 160 | 
|  | To show some reason, of no little force, | 
|  | That York is most unmeet of any man. | 
| YORK | I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet: | 
|  | First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride; | 
|  | Next, if I be appointed for the place, | 165 | 
|  | My Lord of Somerset will keep me here, | 
|  | Without discharge, money, or furniture, | 
|  | Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands: | 
|  | Last time, I danced attendance on his will | 
|  | Till Paris was besieged, famish'd, and lost. | 170 | 
| WARWICK | That can I witness; and a fouler fact | 
|  | Did never traitor in the land commit. | 
| SUFFOLK | Peace, headstrong Warwick! | 
| WARWICK | Image of pride, why should I hold my peace? | 
| [
                    Enter HORNER, the Armourer, and his man
                    PETER, guarded
                ] | 
| SUFFOLK | Because here is a man accused of treason: | 175 | 
|  | Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself! | 
| YORK | Doth any one accuse York for a traitor? | 
| KING HENRY VI | What mean'st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these? | 
| SUFFOLK | Please it your majesty, this is the man | 
|  | That doth accuse his master of high treason: | 180 | 
|  | His words were these: that Richard, Duke of York, | 
|  | Was rightful heir unto the English crown | 
|  | And that your majesty was a usurper. | 
| KING HENRY VI | Say, man, were these thy words? | 
| HORNER | An't shall please your majesty, I never said nor | 185 | 
|  | thought any such matter: God is my witness, I am | 
|  | falsely accused by the villain. | 
| PETER | By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak them to | 
|  | me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my | 
|  | Lord of York's armour. | 190 | 
| YORK | Base dunghill villain and mechanical, | 
|  | I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech. | 
|  | I do beseech your royal majesty, | 
|  | Let him have all the rigor of the law. | 
| HORNER | Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words. | 195 | 
|  | My accuser is my 'prentice; and when I did correct | 
|  | him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his | 
|  | knees he would be even with me: I have good | 
|  | witness of this: therefore I beseech your majesty, | 
|  | do not cast away an honest man for a villain's | 200 | 
|  | accusation. | 
| KING HENRY VI | Uncle, what shall we say to this in law? | 
| GLOUCESTER | This doom, my lord, if I may judge: | 
|  | Let Somerset be regent over the French, | 
|  | Because in York this breeds suspicion: | 205 | 
|  | And let these have a day appointed them | 
|  | For single combat in convenient place, | 
|  | For he hath witness of his servant's malice: | 
|  | This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey's doom. | 
| SOMERSET | I humbly thank your royal majesty. | 210 | 
| HORNER | And I accept the combat willingly. | 
| PETER | Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity | 
|  | my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O | 
|  | Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to | 
|  | fight a blow. O Lord, my heart! | 215 | 
| GLOUCESTER | Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd. | 
| KING HENRY VI | Away with them to prison; and the day of combat | 
|  | shall be the last of the next month. Come, | 
|  | Somerset, we'll see thee sent away. | 
| [Flourish. Exeunt] |