2 Henry the Sixth (The First Part of the Contention betwixt the Two Famous Houses of York and Lancaster) · chunk 4 of 32
Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written c.1590 (Annals) history · Pembroke's Men (?) unassigned nearest T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour · 506 words
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Fie Nell, ambitious woman as thou art, Art thou not second woman in this land, And the Protectors wife, beloved of him, And wilt thou still be hammering treason thus? Away I say, and let me hear no more. How now my Lord! what, angry with your Nell For telling but her dream? the next I have I'll keep to myself and not be rated thus. Nay Nell, i'll give no credit to a dream, But I would have thee to think on no such things. And it please your grace the King and Queen tomorrow morning will ride a hawking to Saint Alban's, and craves your company along with them. With all my heart I will attend his grace: Come Nell, thou wilt go with us I am sure. I'll come after you, for I cannot go before, But ere it be long i'll go before them all, Despite of all that seek to cross me thus, Who is within there? What sir Iohn Hum, what news with you? Iesus preserve your majesty. My majesty, why man I am but grace, Yea, but by the grace of God and Hums advise, Your grace's state shall be advanced ere long. What hast thou conferred with Margery Iordane, the cunning witch of Ely, with Roger Bullinbrooke and the rest, and will they undertake to do me good? I have Madam, and they have promised me to raise a spirit from the depth of under ground, that shall tell your grace all questions you demand. Thanks good sir Iohn, some two days hence I guess Will fit our time, then see that they be here: For now the King is riding to Saint Albon, And all the Dukes and Earls along with him: When they be gone, then safely they may come, And on the backside of my Orchard here, There cast their spells in silence of the night, And so resolve of the thing we wish, Till when, drink that for my sake, and so farewell. Now sir Iohn Hum, no words but mum, Seal up your lips, for you must silent be, These gifts ere long will make me mighty rich, The Duchess she thinks now that all is well, But I have gold comes from another place, From one that hired me to set her on, To plot these treasons 'gainst the King and Peers, And that is the mighty duke of Suffolk, For he it is, but I must not say so, That by my means must work the Duchess fall, Who now by conjurations thinks to raise: But whist sir Iohn, no more of that I trow, For fear you lose your head before you go. Come sirs, let us linger here about a while, Until my Lord Protector come this way, That we may show his grace our several causes. I pray God save the good Humphries life, For but for him, a many were undone, That can get no succour in the Court, But see where he comes with the Queen.
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Fie Nell, ambitious woman as thou art, Art thou not ſecond woman in this land, And the Protectors wife, belou'd of him, And wilt thou ſtill be hammering treaſon thus? Away I ſay, and let me heare no more. How now my Lord! what, angry with your Nell For telling but her dreame? the next I haue Ile keepe to my ſelfe and not be rated thus. Nay Nell, ile giue no credit to a dreame, But I would haue thee to thinke on no ſuch things. And it pleaſe your grace the King and Queene tomorrow morning will ride a hawking to Saint Albones, and craues your companie along with them. With all my heart I will attend his grace: Come Nell, thou wilt go with vs I am ſure. Ile come after you, for I cannot go before, But ere it be long ile go before them all, Deſpight of all that ſeeke to croſſe me thus, Who is within there? VVhat ſir Iohn Hum, what newes with you? Ieſus preſerue your maieſty. My maieſtie, why man I am but grace, Yea, but by the grace of God and Hums aduiſe, Your graces ſtate ſhall be aduanſt ere long. What haſt thou conferd with Margery Iordane, the cunning witch of Ely, with Roger Bullinbrooke and the reſt, and will they vndertake to do me good? I haue Madam, and they haue promiſed me to raiſe a ſpirit from the depth of vnder ground, that ſhall tell your grace all queſtions you demaund. Thanks good ſir Iohn, ſome two daies hence I geſſe Will fit our time, then ſee that they be here: For now the King is riding to Saint Albons, And all the Dukes and Earles along with him: When they be gone, then ſafely they may come, And on the backſide of my Orchard here, There caſt their ſpells in ſilence of the night, And ſo reſolue of the thing we wiſh, Till when, drinke that for my ſa, and ſo farewell. Now ſir Iohn Hum, no words but mum, Seale vp your lips▪ for you muſt ſilent be, Theſe gifts ere long will make me mighty rich, The Dutches ſhe thinkes now that all is well, But I haue gold comes from another place, From one that hyred me to ſet her on, To plot theſe treaſons gainſt the King and Peeres, And that is the mightie duke of Suffolke, For he it is, but I muſt not ſay ſo, That by my meanes muſt worke the Dutches fall, Who now by coniurations thinkes to raiſe: But whiſt ſir Iohn, no more of that I trow, For feare you loſe your head before you go. Come ſirs, let vs linger here abouts a while, Vntill my Lord Protector come this way, That we may ſhew his grace our ſeuerall cauſes. I pray God ſaue the good Humphries life, For but for him, a many were vndone, That can get no ſuour in the Court, But ſee where he comes with the Queene.