_Sal._ Pride went before, ambition follows him.   [baa175] While these do labour for their own preferment, Behoves it us to labour for the realm. I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloucester Did bear him like a noble gentleman. Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal,   ·baa180· More like a soldier than a man o’ the church, As stout and proud as he were lord of all, Swear like a ruffian and demean himself Unlike the ruler of a commonweal. Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age,   ·baa185· Thy deeds, thy plainness and thy housekeeping, Hath won the greatest favour of the commons,   [baa187] Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey: And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland,   [baa189] In bringing them to civil discipline,   ·baa190· Thy late exploits done in the heart of France, When thou wert regent for our sovereign, Have made thee fear’d and honour’d of the people: Join we together, for the public good, In what we can, to bridle and suppress   ·baa195· The pride of Suffolk and the cardinal, With Somerset’s and Buckingham’s ambition; And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey’s deeds, While they do tend the profit of the land.   [baa199] _War._ So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,   ·baa200· And common profit of his country!   [baa201] _York._ [_Aside_] And so says York, for he hath greatest cause.   [baa202] _Sal._ Then let’s make haste away, and look unto the main.   [baa203] _War._ Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost;   [baa204] That Maine which by main force Warwick did win,   [baa205] And would have kept so long as breath did last! Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine, Which I will win from France, or else be slain.   [baa208] [_Exeunt Warwick and Salisbury._