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ACT II IT
Scene I IT
Enter the King, Queen [Margaret with her hawk on her fist], Protector
[Gloucester], Cardinal [Winchester], and Suffolk, with Falconers hallooing.
MARGARET
Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook,
I saw not better sport these seven years’ day;
Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high
And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out.
KING HENRY
But what a point, my lord, your falcon made, [5]
And what a pitch she flew above the rest!
To see how God in all his creatures works!
Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high.
SUFFOLK
No marvel, and it like your majesty,
My Lord Protector’s hawks do tower so well: [10]
They know their master loves to be aloft
And bears his thoughts above his falcon’s pitch.
GLOUCEST ER
My lord, ’tis but a base ignoble mind
That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
WINCHEST ER
I thought as much: he would be above the clouds. [15]
GLOUCEST ER
Ay, my lord cardinal, how think you by that?
Were it not good your grace could fly to heaven?
