483As for the Duke of Yorke, this late Complaint

484Will make but little for his benefit:

485So one by one wee'le weed them all at last,

486And you your selfe shall steere the happy Helme. Exit.

491King. For my part, Noble Lords, I care not which,

492Or Somerset, or Yorke, all's one to me.

493Yorke. If Yorke haue ill demean'd himselfe in France,

494Then let him be denay'd the Regent-ship.

495Som. If Somerset be vnworthy of the Place,

496Let Yorke be Regent, I will yeeld to him.

497Warw. Whether your Grace be worthy, yea or no,

498Dispute not that, Yorke is the worthyer.

499Card. Ambitious Warwicke, let thy betters speake.

500Warw. The Cardinall's not my better in the field.

501Buck. All in this presence are thy betters, Warwicke.

502Warw. Warwicke may liue to be the best of all.

503Salisb. Peace Sonne, and shew some reason Buckingham

504Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this?

505Queene. Because the King forsooth will haue it so.

506Humf. Madame, the King is old enough himselfe

507To giue his Censure: These are no Womens matters.

508Queene. If he be old enough, what needs your Grace

509To be Protector of his Excellence?

510Humf. Madame, I am Protector of the Realme,

511And at his pleasure will resigne my Place.

512Suff. Resigne it then, and leaue thine insolence.

513Since thou wert King; as who is King, but thou?

514The Common-wealth hath dayly run to wrack,

515The Dolphin hath preuayl'd beyond the Seas,

516And all the Peeres and Nobles of the Realme

517Haue beene as Bond-men to thy Soueraigntie.

518Card. The Commons hast thou rackt, the Clergies Bags

519Are lanke and leane with thy Extortions.

520Som. Thy sumptuous Buildings, and thy Wiues Attyre

521Haue cost a masse of publique Treasurie.

522Buck. Thy Crueltie in execution

523Vpon Offendors, hath exceeded Law,

524And left thee to the mercy of the Law.

525Queene. Thy sale of Offices and Townes in France,

526If they were knowne, as the suspect is great,

527Would make thee quickly hop without thy Head.

529Giue me my Fanne: what, Mynion, can ye not?

531I cry you mercy, Madame: was it you?

532Duch. Was't I? yea, I it was, prowd French-woman:

533Could I come neere your Beautie with my Nayles,

534I could set my ten Commandements in your face.

535King. Sweet Aunt be quiet, 'twas against her will.

536Duch. Against her will, good King? looke to't in time,

537Shee'le hamper thee, and dandle thee like a Baby:

538Though in this place most Master weare no Breeches,

539She shall not strike Dame Elianor vnreueng'd.

541Buck. Lord Cardinall, I will follow Elianor,

542And listen after Humfrey, how he proceedes:

543Shee's tickled now, her Fume needs no spurres,

544Shee'le gallop farre enough to her destruction.

547Humf. Now Lords, my Choller being ouer-blowne,

548With walking once about the Quadrangle,

549I come to talke of Common-wealth Affayres.

550As for your spightfull false Obiections,

551Proue them, and I lye open to the Law:

552But God in mercie so deale with my Soule,

553As I in dutie loue my King and Countrey.

554But to the matter that we haue in hand:

555I say, my Soueraigne, Yorke is meetest man

556To be your Regent in the Realme of France.

557Suff. Before we make election, giue me leaue

558To shew some reason, of no little force,

559That Yorke is most vnmeet of any man.

560Yorke. Ile tell thee, Suffolke, why I am vnmeet.

561First, for I cannot flatter thee in Pride:

562Next, if I be appointed for the Place,

563My Lord of Somerset will keepe me here,

564Without Discharge, Money, or Furniture,

565Till France be wonne into the Dolphins hands:

566Last time I danc't attendance on his will,

567Till Paris was besieg'd, famisht, and lost.

568Warw. That can I witnesse, and a fouler fact

569Did neuer Traytor in the Land commit.

570Suff. Peace head-strong Warwicke.

571Warw. Image of Pride, why should I hold my peace?

573Suff. Because here is a man accused of Treason,

574Pray God the Duke of Yorke excuse himselfe.

575Yorke. Doth any one accuse Yorke for a Traytor?

576King. What mean'st thou, Suffolke? tell me, what are

577these?

578Suff. Please it your Maiestie, this is the man

579That doth accuse his Master of High Treason;

580His words were these: That Richard, Duke of Yorke,

581Was rightfull Heire vnto the English Crowne,

582And that your Maiestie was an Vsurper.

583King. Say man, were these thy words?

584Armorer. And't shall please your Maiestie, I neuer sayd

585nor thought any such matter: God is my witnesse, I am

586falsely accus'd by the Villaine.

587Peter. By these tenne bones, my Lords, hee did speake

588them to me in the Garret one Night, as wee were scow-

589ring my Lord of Yorkes Armor.

590Yorke. Base Dunghill Villaine, and Mechanicall,

591Ile haue thy Head for this thy Traytors speech:

592I doe beseech your Royall Maiestie,

593Let him haue all the rigor of the Law.

594Armorer. Alas, my Lord, hang me if euer I spake the

595words: my accuser is my Prentice, and when I did cor-

596rect him for his fault the other day, he did vow vpon his

597knees he would be euen with me: I haue good witnesse

598of this; therefore I beseech your Maiestie, doe not cast

599away an honest man for a Villaines accusation.

600King. Vnckle, what shall we say to this in law?

601Humf. This doome, my Lord, if I may iudge:

602Let Somerset be Regent o're the French,

603Because in Yorke this breedes suspition;

604And let these haue a day appointed them

605For single Combat, in conuenient place,

606For he hath witnesse of his seruants malice:

607This is the Law, and this Duke Humfreyes doome.