Win. Do what thou dar'st; I beard thee to thy

face. Glo. What? am I dar'd, and bearded to my face? Draw, men, for all this privileged place; Blue-coats to tawny-coats.

beard;

Priest, beware your

[GLOSTER and his men attack the Bishop. I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly: Under my feet I stamp thy cardinal's hat; In spite of pope or dignities of church, Here by the cheeks I'll drag thee up and down. Win. Gloster, thou'lt answer this before the pope. Glo. Winchester gooses, I cry-a rope! a rope! Now beat them hence, Why do you let them stay? Thee I'll chase hence, thou wolf in sheep's array. Out, tawny coats!-out, scarlet hypocrite!

Here a great Tumult. In the midst of it, Enter the Mayor of London10, and Officers.

May. Fye, lords! that you, being supreme magistrates,

Thus contumeliously should break the peace! Glo. Peace, mayor: thou know'st little of my wrongs:

Here's Beaufort, that regards nor God nor king, Hath here distrain'd the Tower to his use.

Win. Here's Gloster too, a foe to citizens; One that still motions war, and never peace, O'ercharging your free purses with large fines; That seeks to overthrow religion,

8 A Winchester goose was a particular stage of the disease contracted in the stews, hence Gloucester bestows the epithet on the bishop in derision and scorn. A person affected with that disease was likewise so called. Thus in Troilus and Cressida, Act v. Sc. 2:

-my fear is this,

Some galled goose of Winchester would hiss.'

In King Henry VIII. the earl of Surrey, with a similar allasion to Cardinal Wolsey's habit, calls him scarlet sin.

10 It appears from Pennant's London that this mayor was John Coventry, an opulent mercer, from whom the present earl of Coventry is descended.

Because he is protector of the realm;
And would have armour here out of the Tower,
To crown himself king, and suppress the prince.
Glo. I will not answer thee with words, but blows.
[Here they skirmish again.

May. Nought rests for me, in this tumultuous strife,

But to make open proclamation:

Come, officer; as loud as e'er thou canst.

か

Off. All manner of men, assembled here in arms this day against God's peace and the king's, we charge and command you, in his highness' name, to repair to your several dwelling-places; and not to wear, handle, or use, any sword, weapon, or dagger, henceforward, upon pain of death.

Glo. Cardinal, I'll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large. Win. Gloster, we'll meet; to thy dear cost, be sure: Thy heart-blood I will have, for this day's work. May. I'll call for clubs11, if you will not away: This cardinal is more haughty than the devil. Glo. Mayor, farewell: thou dost but what thon may'st.

Win. Abominable Gloster! guard thy head; b For I intend to have it, ere long. [Exeunt. May. See the coast clear'd, and then we will de

part.

Good God! that nobles should such stomachs12 bear! I myself fight not once in forty year.

[Exeunt.

11 Malone erroneously thinks the mayor cries out for peace officers armed with clubs or staves. The practice of calling out Clubs! clubs to call out the London apprentices upon the occa sion of any affray in the streets, has been before explained, see As You Like It, Act v. Sc. 2. It should appear that the shopkeepers were generally provided with clubs for the purpose. Mr. Gifford remarks that the police of the city seems to have been wretchedly conducted, when private injuries were left to private redress, and public brawls composed by the interference of a giddy rabble.

12 Stomach is pride, a haughty spirit of resentment. It is said of Wolsey, in King Henry VIII.:

SCENE IV. France. Before Orleans.

Enter, on the Walls, the Master Gunner and his Son. M. Gun. Sirrah, thou know'st how Orleans is besieg'd:

And how the English have the suburbs won.
Son. Father, I know; and oft have shot at them,
Howe'er, unfortunate, I miss'd my aim.

M. Gun. But now thou shalt not. Be thou rul'd by me:

Chief master-gunner am I of this town;
Something I must do, to procure me grace1:
The prince's espials2 have inform'd me,
How the English, in the suburbs close intrench'd,
Wont3, through a secret grate of iron bars
In yonder tower, to overpeer the city;
And thence discover how, with most advantage,
They may vex us, with shot, or with assault.
To intercept this inconvenience,

A piece of ordnance 'gainst it I have plac'd;
And fully even these three days have I watch'd,
If I could see them. Now, boy, do thou watch,
For I can stay no longer.

If thou spy'st any, run and bring me word;
And thou shalt find me at the governor's. [Exit.
Son. Father, I warrant you; take you no care:
I'll never trouble you, if I may spy them.

he was a man

Of an unbounded stomach, ever ranking

Himself with princes.'

Warburton would have this speech transferred to the officer, as beneath the dignity and gravity of the mayor; but Shakspeare does not generally intend his mayors for any thing but well meaning simple men.

Favour.

Spies. Vide note on Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. 1.

913 The old copy, reads went; the emendation is Mr. Tyrwhitt's. The English wont, i. e. are accustomed, to overpeer the city. It is the third person plural of the old verb wont. The emendation is fully supported by the speech in the Chronicles on which this is formed.

Enter, in an upper Chamber of a Tower, the LORDS
SALISBURY and TALBOT, SIR WILLIAM GLANSDALE,
SIR THOMAS GARGRAVE, and Others.

Sal. Talbot, my life, my joy, again return'd!
How wert thou handled, being prisoner?
Or by what means gott'st thou to be releas'd?
Discourse, I pr'ythee, on this turret's top.
Tal. The duke of Bedford had a prisoner,
Called the brave Lord Ponton de Santrailles;
For him I was exchang'd and ransomed.
But with a baser man of arms by far,

heart!

Once, in contempt, they would have barter'd me:
Which I, disdaining, scorn'd; and craved death
Rather than I would be so vile esteem'd4.
In fine, redeem'd I was as I desir'd.
But, O! the treacherous Fastolfe wounds my
Whom with my bare fists I would execute,
If I now had him brought into my power.
Sal. Yet tell'st thou not, how thou wert entertain'd.
Tal. With scoffs, and scorns, and contumelious
taunts.

In open market-place produc'd they me,
To be a public spectacle to all;

Here, said they, is the terror of the French5,
The scare-crow that affrights our children so.
Then broke I from the officers that led me;

The old copy reads 'pil'd esteem'd." Steevens has a note. pour rire, at which he smiles himself, proposing to read Philistin'd! It should be remembered that vile was frequently spelt vild by Spenser and others of that age, and there can hardly be a doubt that it was the word; we find it thus in Shakspeare's one hundred and twenty-first Sonnet:

"Tis better to be vile than vile-esteem'd.'

5 This man [Talbot] was to the French people a very scourge and a daily terror, insomu ch that as his person was fearful and terrible to his adversaries present, so bis name and fame was spiteful and dreadful to the common people absent; insomuch that women in France, to feare their yong children, would crye the Talbot cometh.' Hall's Chronicle. The same thing is said of King Richard I. when he was in the Holy Land; and Joinville adds, that when a Turk's horse started at a bush, he would chide him, saying cuides-tu qu'y soit le Roi Richard?"

Vol. VI.

And with my nails digg'd stones out of the ground,
To hurl at the beholders of my shame.
My grisly countenance made others fly;

None durst come near for fear of sudden death.
In iron walls they deem'd me not secure;

So great fear of my name 'mongst them was spread,
That they suppos'd, I could rend bars of steel,
And spurn in pieces posts of adamant:
Wherefore a guard of chosen shot I had,
That walk'd about me every minute-while;
And if I did but stir out of my bed,
Ready they were to shoot me to the heart.
Sal. I grieve to hear what torments you endur'd:
But we will be reveng'd sufficiently.
Now it is supper-time in Orleans:

Here, through this grate, I can count every one,
And view the Frenchmen how they fortify;
Let us look in, the sight will much delight thee.-
Sir Thomas Gargrave, and Sir William Glansdale,
Let me have your express opinions,

Where is best place to make our battery next. Gar. I think, at the north gate, for there stand lords.

Glan. And I, here, at the bulwark of the bridge. Tal. For aught I see, this city must be famish'd, Or with light skirmishes enfeebled.

[Shot from the Town. SALISBURY and SIR THO. GARGRAVE fall.

Sal. O lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners! Gar. O Lord, have mercy on me, woeful man! Tal. What chance is this, that suddenly hath

cross'd us?—

Speak, Salisbury: at least, if thou canst speak; How far'st thou, mirror of all martial men? One of thy eyes, and thy cheek's side struck efft!

6 Camden says, in his Remaines, that the French scarce knew the use of great ordnance till the siege of Mans, in 1455, when a breach was made in the walls of that town by the English, under the conduct of this earl of Salisbury; and that he was the first English gentleman that was slain by a cannon ball. 15600