I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal. I seek not to wax great by others' waning. And kept asunder. I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss. Is to remove proud Somerset from the king. I thank you, Richard: And it hath pleased him that three times to-day. Thou hast appointed, justices of peace, to call poor men before them. For things are often spoke and seldom meant: But that my heart accordeth with my tongue. Thus droops this lofty pine and hangs his sprays; Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest days. And thought thee happy when I shook my head? For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long. You put sharp weapons in a madman's hands. From thee to die were torture more than death: Away! That bows unto the grave with mickle age. Will make him say I moved him to those arms. What colour is this cloak of? Come, Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell you, expects, Master Hume, we are therefore provided: will her, I have heard her reported to be a woman of an. Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies. God and King Henry govern England's realm. Between our sovereign and the French king Charles. Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine. For blessed are the peacemakers on earth. Speak, captain, shall I stab the forlorn swain? God's secret judgment: I did dream to-night. Have practised dangerously against your state. But I would have him dead, my Lord of Suffolk. Free lords, cold snow melts with the sun's hot beams. a Clifford! Despite the bear-ward that protects the bear. feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valour. Or with their blood stain this discolour'd shore. Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels. Small curs are not regarded when they grin; But great men tremble when the lion roars; And Humphrey is no little man in England. That head of thine doth not become a crown; Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff. Sword, I will hollow thee for this thy deed. And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall: Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all. If they were known, as the suspect is great. Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? And that my sovereign's presence makes me mild, I would, false murderous coward, on thy knee. This is the day appointed for the combat; And ready are the appellant and defendant. Even thus two friends condemn'd. Henry VI, Part 2 (often written as 2 Henry VI) is a history play by William Shakespeare believed to have been written in 1591, and set during the lifetime of King Henry VI … let them be clapp'd up close. The palace. What, worse than nought? Who after Edward the Third's death reign'd as king; Till Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lancaster. Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade; That those which fly before the battle ends. Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal. brother are hard by, with the king's forces. prostrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwell, Well said, my masters; and welcome all. Great men have reaching hands: oft have I struck. Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep. Even so remorseless have they borne him hence; Looking the way her harmless young one went. [Aside] She was, indeed, a pedler's daughter, and, [Aside] But now of late, notable to travel with her. My lords, what to your wisdoms seemeth best. Gaultier or Walter, which it is, I care not: Never yet did base dishonour blur our name. Ay, good my lord; for purposely therefore. History of Henry VI, Part II (1590) Scenes (24 total) Complete Text Act I. What says Lord Warwick? Like to the glorious sun's transparent beams, In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade, And fought so long, till that his thighs with darts. he shall reign; but I'll be protector over him. Great King of England and my gracious lord. I will subscribe and say I wrong'd the duke. When in the earlier play Richard, Duke of York, steps forward at the close of the first scene to reflect on his treasonous ambition, he focuses almost entirely on external matters of plot. Say as you think, and speak it from your souls, Were't not all one, an empty eagle were set. here's the Lord Say, which sold the towns in France; he that made us pay, one and twenty fifteens, and one shilling to the. Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face. Comfort, my sovereign! And, at his pleasure, will resign my place. Till Paris was besieged, famish'd, and lost. A street. When every one will give the time of day. Duke/Earl of Somerset. Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words; Their touch affrights me as a serpent's sting. O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet: First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride; Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands: Last time, I danced attendance on his will. He dares not calm his contumelious spirit. And here, neighbour, here's a cup of charneco. Go to, sirrah, tell the king from me, that, for his, father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys, went to span-counter for French crowns, I am content. Before I would have yielded to this league. Dare any be so bold to. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. That these great lords and Margaret our queen. Eleanor, the law, thou see'st, hath judged thee: Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief. Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance. Consider, lords, he is the next of blood. For, being green, there is great hope of help. hang him with his pen and, Fly, fly, fly! Ungentle queen, to call him gentle Suffolk! The cardinal's not my better in the field. That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. Because the king, forsooth, will have it so. I go. What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown peremptory? Henry VI, part 2 - Eleanor Act 2, sc. I fear me you but warm the starved snake, Who, cherish'd in your breasts, will sting. Well, lords, we have not got that which we have: 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled. Buckingham, to disturb me? That want their leader, scatter up and down. This Gloucester should be quickly rid the world. V, with notes by Samuel Johnson (1765) (external scan); The Third Part of King Henry the Sixth, edited by H. C. Hart, The Works of Shakespeare, Arden Shakespeare, 1st ser. And, being protector, stayed the soldiers' pay; By means whereof his highness hath lost France. Come, Margaret; God, our hope, will succor us. Were't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar. Enchased with all the honours of the world? Now part, them again, lest they consult about the giving up of, some more towns in France. King Henry VI, Part 2 Summary & Study Guide includes comprehensive information and … why hast thou broken faith with me. Be poisonous too and kill thy forlorn queen. Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that wouldst. that's some wrong, indeed. That will forsake thee and go home in peace. False king! And each of them had twenty times their power. you are slow; for shame, away! These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased! Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee. Resign it then and leave thine insolence. Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast, Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style. What, is't too short? Edward the Black Prince died before his father. And ban thine enemies, both mine and thine! Come on, sirrah; off with your. And tugg'd for life and was by strength subdued: Look, on the sheets his hair you see, is sticking; His well-proportion'd beard made rough and rugged. Mail'd up in shame, with papers on my back. Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my sorrows? I am sorry for't: the man is a proper man, of mine. I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor. Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste! My heart is turn'd to stone: and while 'tis mine. but only my followers' base and ignominious. Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven. And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. I prophesied France will be lost ere long. With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch, This they have promised, to show your highness. Till they have snared the shepherd of the flock. The citizens fly and forsake their houses: Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear. Well, for this night we will repose us here: And call these foul offenders to their answers. My lord, these faults are easy, quickly answered: But mightier crimes are laid unto your charge. To entertain my vows of thanks and praise! At the Battle of St. Albans, Richard, son of York, slays Somerset. My lord, there's an army gathered together in, Come, then, let's go fight with them; but first, go, and set London bridge on fire; and, if you can, burn. But three days longer, on the pain of death. BISHOP OF WINCHESTER As will the rest, so willeth Winchester. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man! False allegations to o'erthrow his state? When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets. Levy great sums of money through the realm. Description. Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize; For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs. hath gelded the commonwealth, and made it an eunuch: and more than that, he can speak French; and, Nay, answer, if you can: the Frenchmen are our, enemies; go to, then, I ask but this: can he that, speaks with the tongue of an enemy be a good. And twice by awkward wind from England's bank, What boded this, but well forewarning wind. And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further. Advance our half-faced sun, striving to shine, Under the which is writ 'Invitis nubibus. Available in PDF, epub, and Kindle ebook. Away! No, no; and therefore we'll have his head. Like to a ship that, having 'scaped a tempest. Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. But, noble as he is, look where he comes. 3 Henry VI (Spring 2005) The difference between the second and the third parts of Henry VI is the tale of two soliloquies. For I should melt at an offender's tears. Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke? Save to the God of heaven and to my king; Than stand uncover'd to the vulgar groom. Troubles the silver spring where England drinks. dare you be so bold? This, and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse' heels, till I do come to London, where we will have the, If we mean to thrive and do good, break open the, Fear not that, I warrant thee. they come to Berwick, from whence they came. he, has a familiar under his tongue; he speaks not o', God's name. As for the Duke of York, this late complaint. While in his mid-teens, he was forced to leave school because his family fell into a period of poverty, so that he had only a rudimentary education. Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity, my case. I thank them for their tender loving care; For, sure, my thoughts do hourly prophesy. Here shall they make their ransom on the sand. hast thou as yet conferr'd. Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress trees! I know thee not; why, then, should I betray thee? YORK If York have ill demean'd himself in France, Then let him be denay'd the regentship. Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest. The king hath sent him, sure: I must dissemble. Against this proud protector, with my sword! So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Nay, then, this spark will prove a raging fire. The commons haply rise, to save his life; More than mistrust, that shows him worthy death. True; made the lame to leap and fly away. Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us? There let his head and lifeless body lie. Unless Lord Suffolk straight be done to death, They will by violence tear him from your palace. majesty! 'Tis York that hath more reason for his death. You have defended me from imminent death. Hume's knavery will be the duchess' wreck. For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language. Would choose him pope, and carry him to Rome. When from thy shore the tempest beat us back. I shall never be able to. But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms? To keep, until your further time of trial. Trow'st thou that e'er I'll look upon the world. Give place: by heaven, thou shalt rule no more. By day, by night, waking and in my dreams. why look'st thou pale? Henry VI, Part 2 is the second installment in a trilogy spanning the reign of Henry VI, who ruled England from 1422 to 1461 and again from 1470 to 1471. Now let the general trumpet blow his blast. The rebels are in Southwark; fly, my lord! And so break off; the day is almost spent: Lord Suffolk, you and I must talk of that event. Master, this prisoner freely give I thee; And thou that art his mate, make boot of this; The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share. Sight may, distinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate them, all, it is impossible. Which darest not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor. Source text is Bartleby’s 1914 Oxford Edition Online. And care not who they sting in his revenge. GLOUCESTER’s garden. Unless you be possess'd with devilish spirits, This tongue hath parley'd unto foreign kings. She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged. Will parley with Jack Cade their general: Ah, barbarous villains! Prayers and tears have moved me, gifts could never. The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed, But match to match I have encounter'd him, And made a prey for carrion kites and crows. It shall be stony. Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will. Madam, your penance done, throw off this sheet. As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess. Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemy? And you that be the king's friends, follow me. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day; By the mass, so did we all. I pray God! Making it easier to find monologues since 1997. Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold. With thy brave bearing should I be in love. Although by his sight his sin be multiplied. His valour, coin and people, in the wars? [Aside to GLOUCESTER] Ay, where thou darest. ah, that it were! honour be witness, that no want of resolution in me. Let me see them: Mine is, an't please your grace, against John, Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my. Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art still. Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war. You do prepare to ride unto Saint Alban's. Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest. Like to the summer's corn by tempest lodged. Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand. And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps! Better ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry. Run, go, help, help! And you three shall be strangled on the gallows. Hath given them heart and courage to proceed: All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen. I thank thee, Clifford: say, what news with thee? Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless: Sir Humphrey Stafford and h is brother's death. Although thou hast been conduct of my shame. That's bad enough, for I am but reproach: Like to a duchess, and Duke Humphrey's lady; According to that state you shall be used. Nay, more, the king's council are no good workmen. For thou hast given me in this beauteous face. My lord of Gloucester, 'tis my special hope. As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. Read every line of Shakespeare’s original text alongside a modern English translation. He further says, on the same page, that most likely Shakespeare used Mirror "to a much lesser extent" as a subsidiary source. History of Henry VI, Part II. Those that I never saw and struck them dead. Run back and bite, because he was withheld; Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw. Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook. Stay, Whitmore; for thy prisoner is a prince. Or gather wealth, I care not, with what envy: And sends the poor well pleased from my gate. honour; unless I find him guilty, he shall not die. Enter KING HENRY VI, GLOUCESTER, CARDINAL, BUCKINGHAM, YORK, SOMERSET, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and the DUCHESS, Exit GLOUCESTER. Alas, good master, my wife desired some damsons. Stay, Humphrey Duke of Gloucester: ere thou go. Till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign: And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock. first let me ask of these. Hang over thee, as, sure, it shortly will; With her that hateth thee and hates us all. And princes' courts be fill'd with my reproach. Henry V won France (in the series of events portrayed in Shakespeare's Henry V ), but Henry VI has lost it. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and. Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter. This book has 161 pages in the PDF version, and was originally written in 1591. To cease! So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last. And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come. That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphrey: 'Tis that they seek, and they in seeking that. no, thou art not king. Image of pride, why should I hold my peace? True, madam, none at all: what call you this? Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times. With his new bride and England's dear-bought queen. your wrathful weapons drawn. She'll gallop far enough to her destruction. I would be blind with weeping, sick with groans. Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor? With Sir John Stanley, in the Isle of Man. Soldiers, I thank you all; disperse yourselves; You shall have pay and every thing you wish. my apron: and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer: and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. That she will light to listen to the lays. Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means: He shall not breathe infection in this air. If thou darest bring them to the baiting place. Was better worth than all my father's lands. This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke. My Lord of Gloucester, now ye grow too hot: 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike. Word Count: 433. Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner. Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people: With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition; And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds. From Ireland thus comes York to claim his right. Get in touch here. how think you by that? How now, fellow! That Maine which by main force Warwick did win. And he that loosed them forth their brazen caves: And bid them blow towards England's blessed shore. Too true; and bought his climbing very dear. And yield to mercy whilst 'tis offer'd you; Who loves the king and will embrace his pardon, Fling up his cap, and say 'God save his majesty!'. Even of the bonny beast he loved so well. Since thou wert king--as who is king but thou?--. A dreadful oath, sworn with a solemn tongue! Or foul felonious thief that fleeced poor passengers, Murder indeed, that bloody sin, I tortured. Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak? If Gloucester be displaced, he'll be protector. Thus is the shepherd beaten from thy side. I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboard. And manacle the bear-ward in their chains. Cannot do more in England than the Nevils: Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers. That I had said and done! On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France. And still proclaimeth, as he comes along. Let me see thine eyes: wink now: now open them: Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and. You can browse and/or search so you can find a monologue whether you know which one you want, or you're looking for monologue ideas. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me for a. stray, for entering his fee-simple without leave. Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan. A spirit raised from depth of under-ground. And left behind him Richard, his only son. 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