Act 2, Scene 1

Saint Alban's.

  1. [Enter the KING, QUEEN, GLOSTER, CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with FALCONERS halloing.]
  2. Queen Margaret
  3. 669 Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook,
  4. 670 I saw not better sport these seven years' day;
  5. 671 Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high,
  6. 672 And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out.
  7. King Henry VI
  8. 673 But what a point, my lord, your falcon made,
  9. 674 And what a pitch she flew above the rest!
  10. 675 To see how God in all His creatures works!
  11. 676 Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high.
  12. Duke of Suffolk
  13. 677 No marvel, an it like your majesty,
  14. 678 My lord protector's hawks do tower so well;
  15. 679 They know their master loves to be aloft,
  16. 680 And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch.
  17. Duke of Gloucester
  18. 681 My lord, 't is but a base ignoble mind
  19. 682 That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
  20. Cardinal Beaufort
  21. 683 I thought as much; he would be above the clouds.
  22. Duke of Gloucester
  23. 684 Ay, my lord cardinal? how think you by that?
  24. 685 Were it not good your grace could fly to heaven?
  25. King Henry VI
  26. 686 The treasury of everlasting joy.
  27. Cardinal Beaufort
  28. 687 Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and thoughts
  29. 688 Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart,
  30. 689 Pernicious protector, dangerous peer,
  31. 690 That smooth'st it so with king and commonweal.
  32. Duke of Gloucester
  33. 691 What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown peremptory?
  34. 692 Tantaene animis coelestibus irae?
  35. 693 Churchmen so hot? good uncle, hide such malice;
  36. 694 With such holiness can you do it?
  37. Duke of Suffolk
  38. 695 No malice, sir; no more than well becomes
  39. 696 So good a quarrel and so bad a peer.
  40. Duke of Gloucester
  41. 697 As who, my lord?
  42. Duke of Suffolk
  43. 698 Why, as you, my lord,
  44. 699 An 't like your lordly lord-protectorship.
  45. Duke of Gloucester
  46. 700 Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.
  47. Queen Margaret
  48. 701 And thy ambition, Gloster.
  49. King Henry VI
  50. 702 I prithee, peace, good queen,
  51. 703 And whet not on these furious peers;
  52. 704 For blessed are the peacemakers on earth.
  53. Cardinal Beaufort
  54. 705 Let me be blessed for the peace I make
  55. 706 Against this proud protector, with my sword!
  56. [Aside to Cardinal.]
  57. Duke of Gloucester
  58. 707 Faith, holy uncle, would 't
  59. 708 were come to that!
  60. [Aside to Gloster.]
  61. Cardinal Beaufort
  62. 709 Marry, when thou dar'st.
  63. [Aside to Cardinal.]
  64. Duke of Gloucester
  65. 710 Make up no factious numbers
  66. 711 for the matter;
  67. 712 In thine own person answer thy abuse.
  68. [Aside to Gloster.]
  69. Cardinal Beaufort
  70. 713 Ay, where thou dar'st not peep;
  71. 714 an if thou dar'st,
  72. 715 This evening, on the east side of the grove.
  73. King Henry VI
  74. 716 How now, my lords!
  75. Cardinal Beaufort
  76. 717 Believe me, cousin Gloster,
  77. 718 Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly,
  78. 719 We had had more sport.—
  79. [Aside to Gloster.]
  80. Cardinal Beaufort
  81. 720 Come with thy
  82. 721 two-hand sword.
  83. Duke of Gloucester
  84. 722 True, uncle.
  85. [Aside to Gloster.]
  86. Cardinal Beaufort
  87. 723 Are ye advis'd? the east side
  88. 724 of the grove?
  89. [Aside to CARDINAL.]
  90. Duke of Gloucester
  91. 725 Cardinal, I am with you.
  92. King Henry VI
  93. 726 Why, how now, uncle Gloster!
  94. Duke of Gloucester
  95. 727 Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord.—
  96. [Aside to Cardinal.]
  97. Duke of Gloucester
  98. 728 Now, by God's mother, priest,
  99. 729 I'll shave your crown for this,
  100. 730 Or all my fence shall fail.
  101. [Aside to Gloster.]
  102. Cardinal Beaufort
  103. 731 Medice, teipsum—
  104. 732 Protector, see to 't well, protect yourself.
  105. King Henry VI
  106. 733 The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords.
  107. 734 How irksome is this music to my heart!
  108. 735 When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?
  109. 736 I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife.
  110. [Enter a Townsman of Saint Alban's, crying 'A miracle!']
  111. Duke of Gloucester
  112. 737 What means this noise?
  113. 738 Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim?
  114. Townsman
  115. 739 A miracle! A miracle!
  116. Duke of Suffolk
  117. 740 Come to the king, and tell him what miracle.
  118. Townsman
  119. 741 Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine,
  120. 742 Within this half hour, hath receiv'd his sight;
  121. 743 A man that ne'er saw in his life before.
  122. King Henry VI
  123. 744 Now, God be prais'd, that to believing souls
  124. 745 Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!
  125. [Enter the Mayor of Saint Alban's and his brethren, bearing SIMPCOX, between two in a chair, SIMPCOX's Wife following.]
  126. Cardinal Beaufort
  127. 746 Here comes the townsmen on procession,
  128. 747 To present your highness with the man.
  129. King Henry VI
  130. 748 Great is his comfort in this earthly vale,
  131. 749 Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.
  132. Duke of Gloucester
  133. 750 Stand by, my masters.
  134. 751 Bring him near the king;
  135. 752 His highness' pleasure is to talk with him.
  136. King Henry VI
  137. 753 Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance,
  138. 754 That we for thee may glorify the Lord.
  139. 755 What, hast thou been long blind and now restor'd?
  140. Saunder Simpcox
  141. 756 Born blind, an 't please your grace.
  142. Simpcox's Wife
  143. 757 Ay indeed was he.
  144. Duke of Suffolk
  145. 758 What woman is this?
  146. Simpcox's Wife
  147. 759 His wife, an 't like your worship.
  148. Duke of Gloucester
  149. 760 Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst
  150. 761 have better told.
  151. King Henry VI
  152. 762 Where wert thou born?
  153. Saunder Simpcox
  154. 763 At Berwick in the north, an 't like your grace.
  155. King Henry VI
  156. 764 Poor soul, God's goodness hath been great to thee;
  157. 765 Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass,
  158. 766 But still remember what the Lord hath done.
  159. Queen Margaret
  160. 767 Tell me, good fellow, cam'st thou here by chance,
  161. 768 Or of devotion, to this holy shrine?
  162. Saunder Simpcox
  163. 769 God knows, of pure devotion; being call'd
  164. 770 A hundred times and oftener, in my sleep,
  165. 771 By good Saint Alban, who said 'Simpcox, come,
  166. 772 Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee.'
  167. Simpcox's Wife
  168. 773 Most true, forsooth; and many time and oft
  169. 774 Myself have heard a voice to call him so.
  170. Cardinal Beaufort
  171. 775 What, art thou lame?
  172. Saunder Simpcox
  173. 776 Ay, God Almighty help me!
  174. Duke of Suffolk
  175. 777 How cam'st thou so?
  176. Saunder Simpcox
  177. 778 A fall off of a tree.
  178. Simpcox's Wife
  179. 779 A plum-tree, master.
  180. Duke of Gloucester
  181. 780 How long hast thou been blind?
  182. Saunder Simpcox
  183. 781 O, born so, master!
  184. Duke of Gloucester
  185. 782 What, and wouldst climb a tree?
  186. Saunder Simpcox
  187. 783 But that in all my life, when I was a youth.
  188. Simpcox's Wife
  189. 784 Too true; and bought his climbing very dear.
  190. Duke of Gloucester
  191. 785 Mass, thou lov'dst plums well that wouldst venture so.
  192. Saunder Simpcox
  193. 786 Alas, good master, my wife desir'd some damsons,
  194. 787 And made me climb, with danger of my life.
  195. Duke of Gloucester
  196. 788 A subtle knave! but yet it shall not serve.—
  197. 789 Let me see thine eyes.—Wink now;—now open them.
  198. 790 In my opinion yet thou seest not well.
  199. Saunder Simpcox
  200. 791 Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and Saint Alban.
  201. Duke of Gloucester
  202. 792 Say'st thou me so? What colour is this cloak of?
  203. Saunder Simpcox
  204. 793 Red, master, red as blood.
  205. Duke of Gloucester
  206. 794 Why, that's well said. What colour is my gown of?
  207. Saunder Simpcox
  208. 795 Black, forsooth, coal-black as jet.
  209. King Henry VI
  210. 796 Why, then, thou know'st what colour jet is of?
  211. Duke of Suffolk
  212. 797 And yet, I think, jet did he never see.
  213. Duke of Gloucester
  214. 798 But cloaks and gowns before this day, a many.
  215. Simpcox's Wife
  216. 799 Never before this day in all his life.
  217. Duke of Gloucester
  218. 800 Tell me, sirrah, what's my name?
  219. Saunder Simpcox
  220. 801 Alas, master, I know not.
  221. Duke of Gloucester
  222. 802 What's his name?
  223. Saunder Simpcox
  224. 803 I know not.
  225. Duke of Gloucester
  226. 804 Nor his?
  227. Saunder Simpcox
  228. 805 No, indeed, master.
  229. Duke of Gloucester
  230. 806 What's thine own name?
  231. Saunder Simpcox
  232. 807 Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, master.
  233. Duke of Gloucester
  234. 808 Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave in
  235. 809 Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, thou mightst as well
  236. 810 have known all our names as thus to name the several colours we
  237. 811 do wear. Sight may distinguish of colours; but suddenly to
  238. 812 nominate them all, it is impossible.—My lords, Saint Alban here
  239. 813 hath done a miracle; and would ye not think his cunning to be
  240. 814 great that could restore this cripple to his legs again?
  241. Saunder Simpcox
  242. 815 O master, that you could!
  243. Duke of Gloucester
  244. 816 My masters of Saint Alban's, have you not beadles in
  245. 817 your town, and things called whips?
  246. Mayor of Saint Alban's
  247. 818 Yes, my lord, if it please your grace.
  248. Duke of Gloucester
  249. 819 Then send for one presently.
  250. Mayor of Saint Alban's
  251. 820 Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight.
  252. [Exit an Attendant.]
  253. Duke of Gloucester
  254. 821 Now fetch me a stool hither by and by.—Now, sirrah,
  255. 822 if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me over this
  256. 823 stool and run away.
  257. Saunder Simpcox
  258. 824 Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone;
  259. 825 You go about to torture me in vain.
  260. [Enter a Beadle with whips.]
  261. Duke of Gloucester
  262. 826 Well, sir, we must have you find your legs.—
  263. 827 Sirrah beadle, whip him till he leap over that same stool.
  264. Beadle
  265. 828 I will, my lord.—Come on, sirrah; off with your doublet
  266. 829 quickly.
  267. Saunder Simpcox
  268. 830 Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand.
  269. [After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over the stool and runs away; and they follow and cry, 'A miracle!']
  270. King Henry VI
  271. 831 O God, seest Thou this, and bearest so long?
  272. Queen Margaret
  273. 832 It made me laugh to see the villain run.
  274. Duke of Gloucester
  275. 833 Follow the knave, and take this drab away.
  276. Simpcox's Wife
  277. 834 Alas, sir, we did it for pure need!
  278. Duke of Gloucester
  279. 835 Let them be whipped through every market-town
  280. 836 till they come to Berwick, from whence they came.
  281. [Exeunt Wife, Beadle, Mayor, etc.]
  282. Cardinal Beaufort
  283. 837 Duke Humphrey has done a miracle to-day.
  284. Duke of Suffolk
  285. 838 True; made the lame to leap and fly away.
  286. Duke of Gloucester
  287. 839 But you have done more miracles than I;
  288. 840 You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly.
  289. [Enter BUCKINGHAM.]
  290. King Henry VI
  291. 841 What tidings with our cousin Buckingham?
  292. Duke of Buckingham
  293. 842 Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold.
  294. 843 A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent,
  295. 844 Under the countenance and confederacy
  296. 845 Of Lady Eleanor, the protector's wife,
  297. 846 The ringleader and head of all this rout,
  298. 847 Have practis'd dangerously against your state,
  299. 848 Dealing with witches and with conjurers,
  300. 849 Whom we have apprehended in the fact,
  301. 850 Raising up wicked spirits from underground,
  302. 851 Demanding of King Henry's life and death,
  303. 852 And other of your highness' privy-council,
  304. 853 As more at large your Grace shall understand.
  305. [Aside to Gloster.]
  306. Cardinal Beaufort
  307. 854 And so, my lord protector,
  308. 855 by this means
  309. 856 Your lady is forthcoming yet at London.
  310. 857 This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge;
  311. 858 'T is like, my lord, you will not keep your hour.
  312. Duke of Gloucester
  313. 859 Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart.
  314. 860 Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers;
  315. 861 And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee,
  316. 862 Or to the meanest groom.
  317. King Henry VI
  318. 863 O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones,
  319. 864 Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!
  320. Queen Margaret
  321. 865 Gloster, see here the tainture of thy nest;
  322. 866 And look thyself be faultless, thou wert best.
  323. Duke of Gloucester
  324. 867 Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal,
  325. 868 How I have lov'd my king and commonweal;
  326. 869 And, for my wife, I know not how it stands.
  327. 870 Sorry I am to hear what I have heard;
  328. 871 Noble she is; but if she have forgot
  329. 872 Honour and virtue, and convers'd with such
  330. 873 As like to pitch defile nobility,
  331. 874 I banish her my bed and company,
  332. 875 And give her as a prey to law and shame,
  333. 876 That hath dishonoured Gloster's honest name.
  334. King Henry VI
  335. 877 Well, for this night we will repose us here;
  336. 878 To-morrow toward London back again,
  337. 879 To look into this business thoroughly,
  338. 880 And call these foul offenders to their answers,
  339. 881 And poise the cause in justice' equal scales,
  340. 882 Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails.
  341. [Flourish. Exeunt.]