Glou. Nay, be not angry, I am pleas'd again. Mef. My Lord Protector, 'tis his Highness' pleasure, Whereas the King and Queen do mean to hawk. Glou. I go: come, Nell, thou too wilt ride with us? Where are you there? Sir John! nay, fear not, man, Enter Hume. Hume. Jefus preferve your Royal Majesty! Elean. What fay'ft thou? Majefty? I am but Grace. Hume. But by the grace of God, and Hume's advice, Your Grace's title fhall be multiply'd. Elean. What fay'st thou, man? haft thou as yet conferr'd With Margery Jordan the cunning witch, And Roger Bolingbrook the conjurer? And will they undertake to do me good? Hume. This they have promifed, to fhew your Highness Elean. It is enough, I'll think upon the questions: Here, Hume, take this reward, make merry, man, Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch: Gold Gold cannot come amifs, were fhe a devil. And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk; They (knowing Eleanor's afpiring humour) [Exit. SCENE V. The Palace. Enter three or four Petitioners, the Armorer's man being one. 1 Pet. My mafters, let's ftand clofe; my Lord Protector will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver our fupplications in quill. 2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man, Jefu blefs him! Enter Suffolk and Queen. 1 Pet. Here a' comes methinks, and the Queen with him: I'll be the first fure. 2 Pet. Come back, fool, this is the Duke of Suffolk, and not my Lord Protector. Suf. How now, fellow, would't any thing with me? 1 Pet. I pray, my Lord, pardon me; I took ye for my Lord Protector. Q. Mar. To my Lord Protector? [Reading.] Are your fupplications to his Lordship? let me fee them; what is thine? 1 Pet. Mine is, an't pleafe your Grace, against John Goodman, my Lord Cardinal's man, for keeping my house and lands, and wife, and all from me. Suf. Thy wife too? that's fome wrong indeed. What's yours? what's here? [Reads.] Against the Duke of Suf B. 2 folk, folk, for inclofing the Commons of Melford. How Knave? now, Sir 2 Pet. Alas, Sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole township. 3 Pet. Against my mafter, Thomas Horner, for faying, that the Duke of York was rightful heir to the crown. Q. Mar. What! did the Duke of York say he was rightful heir to the crown? 3 Pet. That my mistress was? no, forfooth ; my mafter faid that he was; and that the King was an ufurper. Suf. Who is there? Take this fellow in, and fend for his mafter with a purfuivant, prefently; we'll hear more of your matter before the King. [Exit Servant. Q. Mar. And as for you that love to be protected Under the wings of our Protector's grace, Begin your fuits anew, and fue to him. [Tears the fupplications. Away, base cullions: Suffolk, let them go. All. Come, let's be gone. [Exeunt. Q. Mar. My Lord of Suffolk, fay, is this the guife? Is this the fashion in the Court of England? And And fet the triple crown upon his head! That were a ftate fit for his holiness. Suf. Madam, be patient; as I was the caufe Your Highness came to England, fo will I In England work your Grace's full content. Mar. Befide the proud Protector, have we Beaufort Th' imperious churchman; Somerfet, Buckingham, And grumbling York; and not the least of these But can do more in England than the King. Suf. And he of these that can do most of all, Cannot do more in England than the Nevills; Salifb'ry and Warwick are no fimple Peers. 6. Mar. Not all these Lords do vex me half so much, Yet muft we join with him and with the Lords, So one by one we'll weed them all at last, SCENE VI. To them enter King Henry, Duke Humphry, Cardinal, Buckingham, York, Somerset, Salisbury, Warwick, and the Dutchess. K. Henry. For my part, noble Lords, I care not which, Or Somerset, or York, all's one to me. York. If York have ill demean'd himfelf in France, Som. If Somerset be unworthy of the place, Car. Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak. Sal. Peace, fon; and fhew some reason, Buckingham, Why Somerfet fhould be preferr'd in this. Q. Mar. Because the King forfooth will have it so. Glou. Madam, the King is old enough himself To give his cenfure: these are no woman's matters. Q. Mar. If he be old enough, what needs your Grace To be Protector of his Excellence ? Glou. Madam, I am Protector of the Realm, Suf. Refign it then, and leave thine infolence. Car. The Commons haft thou rack'd, the Clergy's bags Are lank and lean with thy extortions. Som. Thy fumptuous buildings, and thy wife's attire, Have coft a mass of publick treafury. Buck. Thy cruelty in execution Upon offenders hath exceeded law, And left thee to the mercy of the law. Q. Mar. Thy fale of offices and towns in France, If they were known, as the fulpect is great, 2 Would |