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

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Yor.

How now? is Somerset at libertie?

Then Yorke vnloose thy long imprisoned thoughts,

And let thy tongue be equall with thy heart.

Shall I endure the sight of Somerset?

False King, why hast thou broken faith with me,

Knowing how hardly I can brooke abuse?

King did I call thee? No: thou art not King:

Not fit to gouerne and rule multitudes,

Which dar'st not, no nor canst not rule a Traitor.

That Head of thine doth not become a Crowne:

Thy Hand is made to graspe a Palmers staffe,

And not to grace an awefull Princely Scepter.

That Gold, must round engirt these browes of mine,

Whose Smile and Frowne, like to Achilles Speare

Is able with the change, to kill and cure.

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