_Sound a Sennet. Enter_ KING, QUEEN, CARDINAL BEAUFORT, SUFFOLK, YORK, BUCKINGHAM, SALISBURY _and_ WARWICK _to the Parliament_. _King._ I muse my Lord of Gloucester is not come:   [bca001] ’Tis not his wont to be the hindmost man, Whate’er occasion keeps him from us now: _Queen._ Can you not see? or will ye not observe   [bca004] The strangeness of his alter’d countenance?   ·bca005· With what a majesty he bears himself, How insolent of late he is become, How proud, how peremptory, and unlike himself?   [bca008] We know the time since he was mild and affable, And if we did but glance a far-off look,   [bca010] Immediately he was upon his knee, That all the court admired him for submission: But meet him now, and, be it in the morn, When every one will give the time of day, He knits his brow and shows an angry eye   ·bca015· And passeth by with stiff unbowed knee, Disdaining duty that to us belongs. Small curs are not regarded when they grin; But great men tremble when the lion roars; And Humphrey is no little man in England.   ·bca020· First note that he is near you in descent, And should you fall, he as the next will mount. Me seemeth then it is no policy, Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears And his advantage following your decease,   ·bca025· That he should come about your royal person Or be admitted to your highness’ council. By flattery hath he won the commons’ hearts,   [bca028] And when he please to make commotion, ’Tis to be fear’d they all will follow him.   ·bca030· Now ’tis the spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted; Suffer them now, and they’ll o’ergrow the garden And choke the herbs for want of husbandry. The reverent care I bear unto my lord Made me collect these dangers in the duke.   [bca035] If it be fond, call it a woman’s fear; Which fear if better reasons can supplant, I will subscribe and say I wrong’d the duke. My lord of Suffolk, Buckingham, and York,   [bca039] Reprove my allegation, if you can;   [bca040] Or else conclude my words effectual. _Suf._ Well hath your highness seen into this duke; And, had I first been put to speak my mind, I think I should have told your grace’s tale. The duchess by his subornation,   ·bca045· Upon my life, began her devilish practices:   [bca046] Or, if he were not privy to those faults, Yet, by reputing of his high descent,   [bca048] As next the king he was successive heir, And such high vaunts of his nobility,   ·bca050· Did instigate the bedlam brain-sick duchess By wicked means to frame our sovereign’s fall. Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep;   [bca053] And in his simple show he harbours treason. The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.   ·bca055· No, no, my sovereign; Gloucester is a man Unsounded yet and full of deep deceit. _Car._ Did he not, contrary to form of law, Devise strange deaths for small offences done?