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SOM. Methinks, my lord fhould be religious, And know the office that belongs to fuch.

WAR. Methinks his lordship fhould be humbler;

It fitteth not a prelate fo to plead.

SOM. Yes, when his holy state is touch'd fo near. WAR. State holy, or unhallow'd, what of that? Is not his grace protector to the king?

PLAN. Plantagenet, I fee, muft hold his tongue; Left it be faid, Speak, firrah, when you should; Muft your bold verdiel enter talk with lords? Elfe would I have a fling at Winchester.


K. HEN. Uncles of Glofter, and of Winchester, The fpecial watchmen of our English weal;

I would prevail, if prayers might prevail,

To join your hearts in love and amity.

O, what a scandal is it to our crown,
That two fuch noble peers as ye, fhould jar!
Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell,
Civil diffention is a viperous worm,

That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.[A noife within; Down with the tawny coats! What tumult's this?


An uproar, I dare warrant,

Begun through malice of the bifhop's men.

[A noife again; Stones! Stones!

Enter the Mayor of London, attended.

MAY. O, my good lords,―and virtuous Henry,Pity the city of London, pity us!

The bishop and the duke of Glofter's men,
Forbidden late to carry any weapon,

Have fill'd their pockets full of pebble-ftones;
And, banding themfelves in contrary parts,

Do pelt fo faft at one another's pate,

That many have their giddy brains knock'd out: Our windows are broke down in every ftreet, And we, for fear, compell'd to fhut our fhops.

Enter, Skirmishing, the retainers of GLOSTER and Winchester, with bloody pates.

K. HEN. We charge you, on allegiance to our◄ felf,

To hold your flaught'ring hands, and keep the peace.

Pray, uncle Glofter, mitigate this ftrife.

1. SERV. Nay, if we be

Forbidden ftones, we'll fall to it with our teeth.

2. SERV. Do what ye dare,

GLO. You of my household,


we are as refolute.


[ Skirmish again. leave this peevish

And fet this unaccuftom'd fight aside.

3. SERV. My lord, we know your grace to be a


Juft and upright; and, for your royal birth,
Inferior to none, but his majesty:

And, ere that we will fuffer fuch a prince.
So kind a father of the commonweal,


unaccuftom'd fight ] Unaccuftom'd is unfeemly, in

decent. JOHNSON.

The fame epithet occurs again in Romeo and Juliet, where it feems to mean- -fuch as is uncommon, not in familiar ufe: "Shall give him fuch an unaccustom'd. dram," but his majefty: Old copy, redundantly


but his majesty.

Perhaps, the line originally ran thus:

"To none inferior, but his majefty." STEEVEN.


To be difgraced by an inkhorn mate,4

We, and our wives, and children, all will fight, And have our bodies flaughter'd by thy foes.

1. SERV. Ay, and the very parings of our nails Shall pitch a field, when we are dead.


[ Skirmish again. Stay, ftay, I fay! And, if you love me, as you fay you do, Let me perfuade you to forbear a while.

K. HEN. O, how this discord doth afflict



Can you, my lord of Winchester, behold My fighs and tears, and will not once relent? Who fhould be pitiful, if you be not? › Or who fhould study to prefer a peace, If holy churchmen take delight in broils? WAR. My lord protector, yield; -yield Winchefter ;

Except you mean, with obftinate repulfe,
To flay your fovereign, and deftroy the realm.
You fee what mifchief, and what murder too,

4 ——an inkhorn mate. ] A bookman. JOHNSON.

It was a term of reproach at the time towards men of learning or men affecting to be learned. George Pettie in his Introduction to Guazzo's Civil Converfation, 1586, fpeaking of those he calls nice travellers, fays, "if one chance to derive anie word from the Latine, which is infolent to their cars, (as perchance they will take that phrafe to be) they forthwith make a jeft at it, and tearme it an Inkhorne tear me." REED.

Stay, fay, I fay!] Perhaps the words-I Say, fhould be omitted, as they only ferve to disorder the metre, and create a difagreeable repetition of the word-fay, in the next line.


My lord protector, yield; ] Old copy-Yield, my lord protector This judicious tranfpofition was made by Sir T. Hanmer. STEEVENS.

Hath been enacted through your enmity:
Then be at peace, except ye thirft for blood.
WIN. He fhall fubmit, or I will never yield.
GLO. Compaffion on the king commands me

Or, I would fee his heart out, ere the priest
Should ever get that privilege of me.

WAR. Behold, my lord of Winchester, the duke
Hath banish'd moody difcontented fury,
As by his smoothed brows it doth appear:
Why look you ftill fo ftern, and tragical?

GLO. Here, Winchefter, I offer thee my hand. K. HEN. Fie, uncle Beaufort! I have heard you preach,

That malice was a great and grievous fin: And will not you maintain the thing you teach, But prove a chief offender in the fame?

WAR. Sweet king!-the bifhop hath a kindly gird.

For fhame, my lord of Winchefter! relent;
What, fhall a child inftruct you what to do?

WIN. Well, duke of Glofter, I will yield to thee; Love for thy love, and hand for hand I give. GLO. Ay; but, I fear me, with a hollow heart.

7 hath a kindly gird. ] i. e. feels an emotion of kind re morfe. JOHNSON.

A kindly gird is a gentle or friendly reproof. Falstaff obferves, that men of all forts take a pride to gird at him:" and, in The Taming of a Shrew, Baptifta says: Tranio hits you now:" to which Lucentio anfwers :

"I thank thee for that gird, good Tranio." STEEVENS. The word gird does not here fignify reproof, as Steevens supposes, but a twitch, a pang, a yearning of kindness. M. MASON.

I wish Mr. M. Mafon had produced any example of gird ufed in the fenfe for which he contends. I cannot fupply one for him, or I moft readily would. STEEVENS.

See here, my friends, and loving countrymen;
This token ferveth for a flag of truce,
Betwixt ourfelves, and all our followers:
So help me God, as I diffemble not!
WIN. So help me God, as I intend it not!

K. HEN. O loving uncle, kind duke of Glofter,*
How joyful am I made by this contract!-
Away, ny mafters! trouble us no more;

But join in friendfhip, as your lords have done. 1. SERV Content; I'll to the furgeon's. 2. SERV.

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And fo will I. 3. SERV. And I will fee what phyfick the tavern affords. [Exeunt Servants, Mayor, &c. WAR. Accept this fcroll, moft gracious fovereign;

Which in the right of Richard Plantagenet
We do exhibit to your majefly.

GLO. Well urg'd, my lord of Warwick;-for,
fweet prince,

An if your grace mark every circumftance,
You have great reafon to do Richard right:
Efpecially, for thofe occafions

At Eltham-place I told your majesty.

K. HEN. And thofe occafions, uncle, were of force:

Therefore, my loving lords, our pleasure is,
That Richard be reftored to his blood.

WAR. Let Richard be reftored to his blood; So fhall his father's wrongs be recompens'd. WIN. As will the reft, fo willeth Winchester.

kind duke of Glofter,] For the [fake of metre, I could wish to read-moft kind duke &c. STEEVENS.

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