The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Suf._ Because here is a man accused of treason: ·bac175·
Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself!
_York._ Doth any one accuse York for a traitor?
_King._ What mean’st thou, Suffolk; tell me, what are these?
_Suf._ Please it your majesty, this is the man
That doth accuse his master of high treason: ·bac180·
His words were these: that Richard Duke of York
Was rightful heir unto the English crown
And that your majesty was an usurper.
_King._ Say, man, were these thy words?
_Hor._ An’t shall please your majesty, I never said nor [bac185]
thought any such matter: God is my witness, I am falsely
accused by the villain.
_Pet._ By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak them
to me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my
Lord of York’s armour. ·bac190·
_York._ Base dunghill villain and mechanical,
I’ll have thy head for this thy traitor’s speech.
I do beseech your royal majesty,
Let him have all the rigour of the law.
_Hor._ Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the ·bac195·
words. My accuser is my ’prentice; and when I did correct
him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his knees
he would be even with me: I have good witness of this;
therefore I beseech your majesty, do not cast away an
honest man for a villain’s accusation. ·bac200·
_King._ Uncle, what shall we say to this in law?
_Glou._ This doom, my lord, if I may judge: [bac202]
Let Somerset be regent o’er the French,
Because in York this breeds suspicion:
And let these have a day appointed them ·bac205·
For single combat in convenient place,
For he hath witness of his servant’s malice:
This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey’s doom. [bac208]
_Som._ I humbly thank your royal majesty.
_Hor._ And I accept the combat willingly. ·bac210·
_Pet._ Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God’s sake, pity
my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O [bac212]
Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to fight
a blow. O Lord, my heart!
_Glou._ Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang’d. ·bac215·
_King._ Away with them to prison; and the day of [bac216]
combat shall be the last of the next month. Come, Somerset,
we’ll see thee sent away. [_Flourish. Exeunt._
SCENE IV. GLOUCESTER’S _garden_.
_Enter_ MARGERY JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, _and_ BOLINGBROKE.
_Hume._ Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell you, expects [bad001]
performance of your promises.
_Boling._ Master Hume, we are therefore provided: will her ladyship
behold and hear our exorcisms?
_Hume._ Ay, what else? fear you not her courage. [bad005]
_Boling._ I have heard her reported to be a woman of an invincible
spirit: but it shall be convenient, Master Hume, that you be by her
aloft, while we be busy below; and so, I pray you, go, in God’s name,
and leave us. [_Exit Hume._] Mother Jourdain, be you prostrate and
grovel on the earth; [bad010] John Southwell, read you; and let us to
our work. [bad011]
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