Page 488 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

These counties were the keys of Normandy. -
But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?

WARWICK

For grief that they are past recovery.
For were there hope to conquer them again, [115]
My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no tears.
Anjou and Maine? Myself did win them both:
Those provinces, these arms of mine did conquer.
And are the cities that I got with wounds
Delivered up again with peaceful words? [120]
Mort Dieu!

Y ORK

For Suffolk’s duke, may he be suffocate,
That dims the honour of this warlike isle!
France should have torn and rent my very heart
Before I would have yielded to this league. [125]
I never read but England’s kings have had
Large sums of gold and dowries with their wives:
And our King Henry gives away his own
To match with her that brings no vantages.

GLOUCEST ER

A proper jest, and never heard before, [130]
That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth
For costs and charges in transporting her!
She should have stayed in France, and starved in France,
Before -

WINCHEST ER

My Lord of Gloucester, now ye grow too hot: [135]
It was the pleasure of my lord the king.

GLOUCEST ER

My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind.
’Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,
But ’tis my presence that doth trouble ye.
Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face [140]
I see thy fury. If I longer stay