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  • Title: Henry VI, Part 1 (Folio 1, 1623)

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    Henry VI, Part 1 (Folio 1, 1623)

    The first Part of Henry the Sixt.

    Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.

    Enter King, Glocester, Winchester, Yorke, Suffolke, Somer-
    1745set, Warwicke, Talbot, and Gouernor Exeter.
    Glo. Lord Bishop set the Crowne vpon his head.
    Win. God saue King Henry of that name the sixt.
    Glo. Now Gouernour of Paris take your oath,
    That you elect no other King but him;
    1750Esteeme none Friends, but such as are his Friends,
    And none your Foes, but such as shall pretend
    Malicious practises against his State:
    This shall ye do, so helpe you righteous God.
    Enter Falstaffe.
    1755 Fal. My gracious Soueraigne, as I rode from Calice,
    To haste vnto your Coronation:
    A Letter was deliuer'd to my hands,
    Writ to your Grace, from th'Duke of Burgundy.
    Tal. Shame to the Duke of Burgundy, and thee :
    1760I vow'd (base Knight) when I did meete the next,
    To teare the Garter from thy Crauens legge,
    Which I haue done, because (vnworthily)
    Thou was't installed in that High Degree.
    Pardon me Princely Henry, and the rest:
    1765This Dastard, at the battell of Poictiers,
    When (but in all) I was sixe thousand strong,
    And that the French were almost ten to one,
    Before we met, or that a stroke was giuen,
    Like to a trustie Squire, did run away.
    1770In which assault, we lost twelue hundred men.
    My selfe, and diuers Gentlemen beside,
    Were there surpriz'd, and taken prisoners.
    Then iudge (great Lords) if I haue done amisse:
    Or whether that such Cowards ought to weare
    1775This Ornament of Knighthood, yea or no?
    Glo. To say the truth, this fact was infamous,
    And ill beseeming any common man;
    Much more a Knight, a Captaine, and a Leader.
    Tal. When first this Order was ordain'd my Lords,
    1780Knights of the Garter were of Noble birth;
    Valiant, and Vertuous, full of haughtie Courage,
    Such as were growne to credit by the warres:
    Not fearing Death, nor shrinking for Distresse,
    But alwayes resolute, in most extreames.
    1785He then, that is not furnish'd in this sort,
    Doth but vsurpe the Sacred name of Knight,
    Prophaning this most Honourable Order,
    And should (if I were worthy to be Iudge)
    Be quite degraded, like a Hedge-borne Swaine,
    1790That doth presume to boast of Gentle blood.
    K. Staine to thy Countrymen, thou hear'st thy doom:
    Be packing therefore, thou that was't a knight:
    Henceforth we banish thee on paine of death.
    And now Lord Protector, view the Letter
    1795Sent from our Vnckle Duke of Burgundy.
    Glo. What meanes his Grace, that he hath chaung'd
    his Stile?
    No more but plaine and bluntly? (To the King.)
    Hath he forgot he is his Soueraigne?
    1800Or doth this churlish Superscription
    Pretend some alteration in good will?
    What's heere?
    I haue vpon especiall cause,
    Mou'd with compassion of my Countries wracke,
    Together with the pittifull complaints
    1805Of such as your oppression feedes vpon,

    Forsaken your pernitious Faction,
    And ioyn'd with Charles, the rightfull king of France.
    O monstrous Treachery: Can this be so?
    That in alliance, amity, and oathes,
    1810There should be found such false dissembling guile?
    King. What? doth my Vnckle Burgundy reuolt?
    Glo. He doth my Lord, and is become your foe.
    King. Is that the worst this Letter doth containe?
    Glo. It is the worst, and all (my Lord) he writes.
    1815 King. Why then Lord Talbot there shal talk with him,
    And giue him chasticement for this abuse.
    How say you (my Lord) are you not content?
    Tal. Content, my Liege? Yes: But yt I am preuented,
    I should haue begg'd I might haue bene employd.
    1820 King. Then gather strength, and march vnto him
    Let him perceiue how ill we brooke his Treason,
    And what offence it is to flout his Friends.
    Tal. I go my Lord, in heart desiring still
    1825You may behold confusion of your foes.
    Enter Vernon and Bassit.
    Ver. Grant me the Combate, gracious Soueraigne.
    Bas. And me (my Lord) grant me the Combate too.
    Yorke. This is my Seruant, heare him Noble Prince.
    1830 Som. And this is mine (sweet Henry) fauour him.
    King. Be patient Lords, and giue them leaue to speak.
    Say Gentlemen, what makes you thus exclaime,
    And wherefore craue you Combate? Or with whom?
    Ver. With him (my Lord) for he hath done me wrong.
    1835 Bas. And I with him, for he hath done me wrong.
    King. What is that wrong, wherof you both complain
    First let me know, and then Ile answer you.
    Bas. Crossing the Sea, from England into France,
    This Fellow heere with enuious carping tongue,
    1840Vpbraided me about the Rose I weare,
    Saying, the sanguine colour of the Leaues
    Did represent my Masters blushing cheekes:
    When stubbornly he did repugne the truth,
    About a certaine question in the Law,
    1845Argu'd betwixt the Duke of Yorke, and him:
    With other vile and ignominious tearmes.
    In confutation of which rude reproach,
    And in defence of my Lords worthinesse,
    I craue the benefit of Law of Armes.
    1850 Uer. And that is my petition (Noble Lord:)
    For though he seeme with forged queint conceite
    To set a glosse vpon his bold intent,
    Yet know (my Lord) I was prouok'd by him,
    And he first tooke exceptions at this badge,
    1855Pronouncing that the palenesse of this Flower,
    Bewray'd the faintnesse of my Masters heart.
    Yorke. Will not this malice Somerset be left?
    Som. Your priuate grudge my Lord of York, wil out,
    Though ne're so cunningly you smother it.
    1860 King. Good Lord, what madnesse rules in braine-
    sicke men,
    When for so slight and friuolous a cause,
    Such factious aemulations shall arise?
    Good Cosins both of Yorke and Somerset,
    1865Quiet your selues (I pray) and be at peace.
    Yorke. Let this dissention first be tried by fight,
    And then your Highnesse shall command a Peace.
    Som. The quarrell toucheth none but vs alone,
    Betwixt our selues let vs decide it then.
    1870 Yorke. There is my pledge, accept it Somerset.
    Ver. Nay, let it rest where it began at first.