The Second Part of King Henry the Sixth E-Book

William Shakespeare

• Herausgeber: Ktoczyta.pl
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

The play of W. Shakespeare „King Henry VI” was written in 1590-1592. Its events take place during the war of England with France and at the beginning of the war of the Scarlet and White Roses, which led to a feudal anarchy and untold misfortunes. The limp, unable to rule the country, King Henry becomes a toy in the hands of his power-hungry wife – Queen Margarita and her lover – the Duke of Suffolk...

Leseprobe

Contents

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

ACT I

SCENE I. London. The palace

SCENE II. The Duke of Gloster's House.

SCENE III. London. The palace.

SCENE IV. Gloster's Garden

ACT II

SCENE I. Saint Alban's.

SCENE II. London. The Duke of York's Garden.

SCENE III. A Hall of Justice.

SCENE IV. A Street.

ACT III

SCENE I. The Abbey at Bury St. Edmund's.

SCENE II. Bury St. Edmund's. A Room of State.

SCENE III. A Bedchamber.

ACT IV

SCENE I. The Coast of Kent.

SCENE II. Blackheath.

SCENE III. Another part of Blackheath.

SCENE IV. London. The Palace.

SCENE V. London. The Tower.

SCENE VI. London. Cannon Street.

SCENE VII. London. Smithfield.

SCENE VIII. Southwark.

SCENE IX. Kenilworth Castle.

SCENE X. Kent. Iden's Garden.

ACT V

SCENE I. Fields between Dartford and Blackheath.

SCENE II. Saint Alban's.

SCENE III. Fields near Saint Alban's.

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

KING HENRY THE SIXTH.

HUMPHREY, Duke of Gloster, his uncle.

CARDINAL BEAUFORT, Bishop of Winchester,

great-uncle to the King.

RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York.

EDWARD and RICHARD, his sons.

DUKE OF SOMERSET.

DUKE OF SUFFOLK.

DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.

LORD CLIFFORD.

YOUNG CLIFFORD, his son.

EARL OF SALISBURY.

EARL OF WARWICK.

LORD SCALES.

LORD SAY.

SIR HUMPHREY STAFFORD, and WILLIAM

STAFFORD, his brother.

SIR JOHN STANLEY.

VAUX.

MATTHEW GOFFE.

A Sea-Captain, Master, and Master’s-Mate, and WALTER WHITMORE.

Two Gentlemen, prisoners with Suffolk.

JOHN HUME and JOHN SOUTHWELL, priests.

ROGER BOLINGBROKE, a conjurer.

THOMAS HORNER, an armourer. PETER, his man.

Clerk of Chatham. Mayor of Saint Albans.

SIMPCOX, an impostor.

ALEXANDER IDEN, a Kentish gentleman.

JACK CADE, a rebel.

GEORGE BEVIS, JOHN HOLLAND, DICK the butcher,

SMITH the weaver, MICHAEL, etc., followers of Cade.

Two Murderers.

MARGARET, Queen to King Henry.

ELEANOR, Duchess of Gloster.

MARGARET JOURDAIN, a witch.

Wife to Simpcox.

Lords, Ladies, and Attendants, Petitioners, Aldermen, a Herald, a Beadle, Sheriff, and Officers, Citizens, Prentices, Falconers, Guards, Soldiers, Messengers, &c.

A Spirit.

SCENE: England.

ACT I

SCENE I. London. The palace

[Flourish of trumpets: then hautboys. Enter the KING, GLOSTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and CARDINAL BEAUFORT, on the one side; the QUEEN, SUFFOLK, YORK, SOMERSET, and BUCKINGHAM, on the other.]

SUFFOLK.

As by your high imperial Majesty

I had in charge at my depart for France,

As procurator to your excellence,

To marry Princess Margaret for your grace,

So, in the famous ancient city Tours,

In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil,

The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretagne, and Alencon,

Seven earls, twelve barons, and twenty reverend bishops,

I have perform’d my task and was espous’d,

And humbly now upon my bended knee,

In sight of England and her lordly peers,

Deliver up my title in the queen

To your most gracious hands, that are the substance

Of that great shadow I did represent:

The happiest gift that ever marquess gave,

The fairest queen that ever king receiv’d.

KING.

Suffolk, arise.–Welcome, Queen Margaret.

I can express no kinder sign of love

Than this kind kiss.–O Lord, that lends me life,

Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!

For thou hast given me in this beauteous face

A world of earthly blessings to my soul,

If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

QUEEN.

Great King of England and my gracious lord,

The mutual conference that my mind hath had,

By day, by night, waking and in my dreams,

In courtly company or at my beads,

With you, mine alder-liefest sovereign,

Makes me the bolder to salute my king

With ruder terms, such as my wit affords

And over-joy of heart doth minister.

KING.

Her sight did ravish, but her grace in speech,

Her words yclad with wisdom’s majesty,

Makes me from wondering fall to weeping joys;

Such is the fulness of my heart’s content.–

Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.

ALL.

[Kneeling] Long live Queen Margaret, England’s

happiness!

QUEEN.

We thank you all.

[Flourish.]

SUFFOLK.

My Lord Protector, so it please your grace,

Here are the articles of contracted peace

Between our sovereign and the French king Charles,

For eighteen months concluded by consent.

GLOSTER.

[Reads] ‘Imprimis, It is agreed between the French king

Charles and William de la Pole, Marquess of Suffolk, ambassador

for Henry King of England, that the said Henry shall espouse the

Lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier King of Naples, Sicilia,

and Jerusalem, and crown her Queen of England ere the thirtieth

of May next ensuing. Item, that the duchy of Anjou and the

county of Maine shall be released and delivered to the king her

father’–

[Lets the paper fall.]

KING.

Uncle, how now!

GLOSTER.

Pardon me, gracious lord;

Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart

And dimm’d mine eyes, that I can read no further.

KING.

Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.

CARDINAL.

[Reads] ‘Item, It is further agreed between them,

that the duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be released and

delivered over to the king her father, and she sent over of the

King of

England’s own proper cost and charges, without having any dowry.’

KING.

They please us well.–Lord marquess, kneel down.

We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk,

And girt thee with the sword.–Cousin of York,

We here discharge your grace from being regent

I’ the parts of France, till term of eighteen months

Be full expir’d.–Thanks, uncle Winchester,

Gloster, York, Buckingham, Somerset,

Salisbury, and Warwick;

We thank you all for this great favour done

In entertainment to my princely queen.

Come, let us in, and with all speed provide

To see her coronation be perform’d.

[Exeunt King, Queen, and Suffolk.]

GLOSTER.

Brave peers of England, pillars of the state,

To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief,

Your grief, the common grief of all the land.

What! did my brother Henry spend his youth,

His valour, coin, and people, in the wars?

Did he so often lodge in open field,

In winter’s cold and summer’s parching heat,

To conquer France, his true inheritance?

And did my brother Bedford toil his wits

To keep by policy what Henry got?

Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham,

Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick,

Receiv’d deep scars in France and Normandy?

Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself,

With all the learned counsel of the realm,

Studied so long, sat in the council-house

Early and late, debating to and fro

How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe,

And had his highness in his infancy

Crowned in Paris in despite of foes?

And shall these labours and these honours die?

Shall Henry’s conquest, Bedford’s vigilance,

Your deeds of war, and all our counsel die?

O peers of England, shameful is this league!

Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame,

Blotting your names from books of memory,

Razing the characters of your renown,

Defacing monuments of conquer’d France,

Undoing all, as all had never been!

CARDINAL.

Nephew, what means this passionate discourse,

This peroration with such circumstance?

For France, ‘t is ours; and we will keep it still.

GLOSTER.

Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we can,

But now it is impossible we should.

Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast,

Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine

Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style

Agrees not with the leanness of his purse.

SALISBURY.

Now, by the death of Him that died for all,

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,

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

Deliver’d up again with peaceful words?

Mort Dieu!

YORK.

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.

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.

GLOSTER.

A proper jest, and never heard before,

That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth

For costs and charges in transporting her!

She should have staid in France, and starv’d in France,

Before–

CARDINAL.

My Lord of Gloster, now ye grow too hot;

It was the pleasure of my lord the King.

GLOSTER.

My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind;

'T is not my speeches that you do mislike,

But ‘t is my presence that doth trouble ye.

Rancour will out.

Proud prelate, in thy face

I see thy fury; if I longer stay,

We shall begin our ancient bickerings.–

Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone,

I prophesied France will be lost ere long.

[Exit.]

CARDINAL.

So, there goes our protector in a rage.

'T is known to you he is mine enemy,

Nay, more, an enemy unto you all,

And no great friend, I fear me, to the king.

Consider, lords, he is the next of blood,

And heir apparent to the English crown.

Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,

And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west,

There’s reason he should be displeas’d at it.

Look to it, lords.

Let not his smoothing words

Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect.

What though the common people favour him,

Calling him ‘Humphrey, the good Duke of Gloster,’

Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice,

'Jesu maintain your royal excellence!’

With ‘God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!’

I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss,

He will be found a dangerous protector.

BUCKINGHAM.

Why should he, then, protect our sovereign,

He being of age to govern of himself?–

Cousin of Somerset, join you with me,

And all together, with the Duke of Suffolk,

We’ll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his seat.

CARDINAL.

This weighty business will not brook delay;

I’ll to the Duke of Suffolk presently.

[Exit.]

SOMERSET.

Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey’s pride

And greatness of his place be grief to us,

Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal;

His insolence is more intolerable

Than all the princes in the land beside;

If Gloster be displac’d, he ‘ll be protector.

BUCKINGHAM.

Or thou or I, Somerset, will be protector,

Despite Duke Humphrey or the cardinal.

[Exeunt Buckingham and Somerset.]

SALISBURY.

Pride went before, ambition follows him.

While these do labour for their own preferment,

Behoves it us to labour for the realm.

I never saw but Humphrey Duke of Gloster

Did bear him like a noble gentleman.

Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal,

More like a soldier than a man o’ the church,