Reading The second Part of Henry the Sixt, with the death of the Good Duke Humfrey.

Direct reading · Original

Section 355

Passage 1 of 2 · Section metadata unavailable

Passage in this section

Choose a paragraph to open its bounded reader passage.

Current position: Loading section metadata…

Loading source sections…

Elianor.

Ah Gloster, teach me to forget my selfe:

For whilest I thinke I am thy married Wife,

And thou a Prince, Protector of this Land;

Me thinkes I should not thus be led along,

Mayl'd vp in shame, with Papers on my back,

And follow'd with a Rabble, that reioyce

To see my teares, and heare my deepe‑set groanes.

The ruthlesse flint doth cut my tender feet,

And when I start, the enuious people laugh,

And bid me be aduised how I treade.

Ah Humfrey, can I beare this shamefull yoake?

Trowest thou, that ere Ile looke vpon the World,

Or count them happy, that enioyes the Sunne?

No: Darke shall be my Light, and Night my Day.

To thinke vpon my Pompe, shall be my Hell.

Find a section