Exeter. Remember, lords, your oaths to Henry sworn, Either to quell the Dauphin utterly, Or bring him in obedience to your yoke. Bedford. I do remember it; and here take my leave, To go about my preparation. [Exit. Gloster. I'll to the Tower with all the haste I can, To view the artillery and munition; And then I will proclaim young Henry king. [Exit. Exeter. To Eltham will I, where the young king is, Being ordain'd his special governor, And for his safety there I'll best devise. [Exit. Winchester. Each hath his place and function to attend: I am left out; for me nothing remains. PART II. ACT II SCENE II. LONDON. The Duke of York's Garden. (Enter York, Salisbury, and Warwick.) York. Now, my good Lords of Salisbury and Warwick, Our simple supper ended, give me leave In this close 2 walk to satisfy myself, In craving your opinion of my title, Which is infallible, to England's crown. 1 highest place. 2 retired. Salisbury. My lord, I long to hear it at full. Warwick. Sweet York, begin; and if thy claim be good, The Nevils are thy subjects to command. York. Then thus: Edward the Third, my lord, had seven sons: The first, Edward the Black Prince, Prince of Wales; The second, William of Hatfield; and the third, Lionel Duke of Clarence; next to whom Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of Lancaster; The fifth was Edmund Langley, Duke of York; William of Windsor was the seventh and last. Edward the Black Prince died before his father, And left behind him Richard, his only son, Who after Edward the Third's death reign'd as king; The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt, Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown. York. Which now they hold by force and not by right; For Richard, the first son's heir, being dead, The issue of the next son should have reign'd. Salisbury. But William of Hatfield died without an heir. York. The third son, Duke of Clarence, from whose line I claim the crown, had issue, Philippe, a daughter, As I have read, laid claim unto the crown, But to the rest. York. His eldest sister, Anne, My mother, being heir unto the crown, Married Richard Earl of Cambridge, who was son Succeed before the younger, I am king. Warwick. What plain proceeding is more plain than this? Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt, And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock. With honour of his birthright to the crown. Both. Long live our sovereign Richard, England's king! York. We thank you, lords. king But I am not your Till I be crown'd, and that my sword be stain'd And that's not suddenly to be perform'd, But with advice and silent secrecy. (Drum. Enter Cade, Dick the Butcher, Smith the Weaver, and a Sawyer, with infinite numbers.) Cade. We John Cade, so termed of our supposed father, Dick (aside). Or rather, of stealing a cade1 of herrings. Cade. For our enemies shall fall before us, inspired with the spirit of putting down kings and princes, Command silence. Dick. Silence! Cade. My father was a Mortimer, — 1 small barrel. Dick (aside). He was an honest man, and a good bricklayer. Cade. My mother a Plantagenet, — Dick (aside). I knew her well; she was wife. a mid Cade. My wife descended of the Lacies, Dick (aside). She was, indeed, a pedler's daughter, and sold many laces. Smith (aside). But now of late, not able to travel with her furred pack,1 she washes bucks 2 here at home. Cade. Therefore am I of an honourable house. Dick (aside). Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable; and there was he born, under a hedge, for his father had never a house but the cage.3 Cade. Valiant I am. Smith (aside). A' must needs; for beggary is valiant. Cade. I am able to endure much. Dick (aside). No question of that; for I have seen him whipped three market-days together. Cade. I fear neither sword nor fire. Smith (aside). He need not fear the sword; for his coat is of proof. Dick (aside). But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. Cade. Be brave, then; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny; the three1 sheepskin knapsack. 2 household linen. 3 8 jail. |