How may I reverently worship thee enough? Alen. Leave off delays, and let us raise the siege. Reig. Woman, do what thou canst to save our honours; Drive them from Orleans and be immortalized. Char. Presently we'll try: come, let's away about it: No prophet will I trust, if she prove false. SCENE III. London. Before the Tower. 145 [Exeunt. 150 Enter the DUKE of GLOUCESTER, with his Serving-men in blue coats. Glou. I am come to survey the Tower this day: Since Henry's death, I fear, there is conveyance. Where be these warders, that they wait not here? Open the gates; 'tis Gloucester that calls. First Warder. [Within] Who's there that knocks so First Serv. It is the noble Duke of Gloucester. First Serv. Villains, answer you so the lord protector? 5 6. First Serv.] Glost. 1. Man. Ff. We do no otherwise than we are will'd. Glou. Who willed you? or whose will stands but mine? There's none protector of the realm but I. Break up the gates, I'll be your warrantize: Shall I be flouted thus by dunghill grooms? ΤΟ [Gloucester's men rush at the Tower Gates, and Woodvile the Lieutenant speaks within. Woody. What noise is this? what traitors have we here? Glou. Lieutenant, is it you whose voice I hear? The Cardinal of Winchester forbids: From him I have express commandment Glou. Faint-hearted Woodvile, prizest him 'fore me? Serving-men. Open the gates unto the lord protector, Enter to the Protector at the Tower Gates WINCHESTER and his men Win. How now, ambitious Humphry! what means this? out? Win. I do, thou most usurping proditor, And not protector, of the king or realm. 15 20 25 30 Glou. Stand back, thou manifest conspirator, If thou proceed in this thy insolence. Win. Nay, stand thou back; I will not budge a foot: This be Damascus, be thou cursed Cain, To slay thy brother Abel, if thou wilt. Thy scarlet robes as a child's bearing-cloth 35 40 Glou. I will not slay thee, but I'll drive thee back: I'll use to carry thee out of this place. Win. Do what thou darest; I beard thee to thy face. 45 Draw, men, for all this privileged place; Blue coats to tawny coats. Priest, beware your beard; Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat: In spite of pope or dignities of church, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Win. Gloucester, thou wilt answer this before the pope. Now beat them hence; why do you let them stay? 50 55 Here Gloucester's men beat out the Cardinal's men, and enter in the hurly-burly the Mayor of London and his Officers. May. Fie, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates, Thus contumeliously should break the peace! Glou. Peace, mayor! thou know'st little of my wrongs: Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use. 60 Win. Here's Gloucester, a foe to citizens, And would have armour here out of the Tower, Glou. I will not answer thee with words, but blows. May. Nought rests for me in this tumultuous strife. But to make open proclamation: Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst: Cry. 65 70 Off. All manner of men assembled here in arms this day against God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in his high- 75 ness' name, to repair to your several dwelling-places; and not to wear, handle, or use any sword, weapon, or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death. Glou. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large. Win. Gloucester, we will meet; to thy cost, be sure: Thy heart-blood I will have for this day's work. This cardinal's more haughty than the devil. 80 Glou. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thou mayst. 85 Win. Abominable Gloucester, guard thy head; For I intend to have it ere long. [Exeunt, severally, Gloucester and Winchester May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will depart. [Exeunt. 90 SCENE IV. Orleans. Enter, on the walls, a Master Gunner and his Boy. M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieged, And how the English have the suburbs won. Boy. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them, Howe'er unfortunate I miss'd my aim. M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou ruled by me: Chief master-gunner am I of this town; Something I must do to procure me grace. The prince's espials have informed me 5 How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd, In yonder tower to overpeer the city And thence discover how with most advantage A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have placed; Now do thou watch, for I can stay no longer. Boy. Father, I warrant you; take you no care; I'll never trouble 89. these] that Rowe. SCENE IV.] SCENE VIII. Pope. Orleans.] Orleans in France. Pope. Under Orleans. Capell. Enter...] Enter the Master Gunner of Orleance, and his Boy. Ff. Enter, upon the Walls, above, a Gunner and his Son. Capell. 8. espials] 'spials Pope. 9. How the] The Pope. |