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The argument A hawking party near Saint Albans descends into the Cardinal and Gloucester nearly dueling; Gloucester exposes the 'miracle' of a supposedly blind man as fraud; Buckingham arrives with news of Eleanor's arrest, crushing Gloucester and ending the duel that never happened.
Enter the King, Queen, Gloucester, Cardinal and Suffolk with Falconers
hallooing.
QUEEN MARGARET ≋ verse [Enthusiastic and showing off—Margaret is enjoying the sport and displaying confidence.]

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.

Believe me, lords, I haven't seen such fine hawking in seven years. Though I must admit, the wind was quite strong today.

Seriously, I haven't seen better hunting like this in years. The wind was crazy though.

great hunting today

best in years

"flying at the brook" Hawking 'at the brook' meant hunting waterfowl near streams — a specific and prestigious form of falconry requiring skilled birds and favorable wind.
KING HENRY ≋ verse [Enchanted by both Margaret and the natural world—Henry sees God's design in everything.]

But what a point, my lord, your falcon made,

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.

Your Majesty, what a magnificent flight your hawk made! And what a height she reached! It shows us God's perfect design in all of nature.

That was amazing—your bird flew so high. It's like seeing God's plan at work.

amazing flight

god's design

SUFFOLK ≋ verse [Backhanded insult disguised as flattery—Suffolk is criticizing Gloucester through praise of Margaret.]

No marvel, an it like your majesty,

My Lord Protector’s hawks do tower so well;

They know their master loves to be aloft,

And bears his thoughts above his falcon’s pitch.

It is no surprise, Your Majesty, that the Protector's hawks fly so high. They know their master loves to reach for things beyond his station, and he teaches them to carry his lofty ambitions.

Of course the Protector's birds fly high—he taught them to reach for things he shouldn't. Just like him.

protector's ambitions

reaching too high

just like him

"his falcon's pitch" 'Pitch' was the technical term for the maximum height a hawk could achieve before diving on prey — Suffolk is implying Gloucester's ambitions exceed even that.
GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [Stung and firing back—Gloucester responds to Suffolk's insult.]

My lord, ’tis but a base ignoble mind

That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.

My lord, only a small and shameful mind sets its goals no higher than a bird's flight.

My lord, it takes a pretty petty and dishonorable mind to aim for nothing higher than what a bird can reach.

only a pathetic mind aims just as high as birds fly

CARDINAL [Agreeing with malicious pleasure—the Cardinal joins the attack on Gloucester.]

I thought as much. He would be above the clouds.

Exactly so. I thought as much. He would never be content to stay within proper bounds.

Right. Of course. He wants everything.

typical

wants everything

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [sarcastic jab back at the Cardinal]

Ay, my Lord Cardinal, how think you by that?

Were it not good your grace could fly to heaven?

So, my Lord Cardinal, what do you think of that? Wouldn't it be good if your grace could fly to heaven?

So what's your take on that, Cardinal? Wouldn't you like to fly up to heaven?

so cardinal what do u think wouldn't it be nice if u could fly to heaven

KING HENRY [piously oblivious to the squabble]

The treasury of everlasting joy.

The treasure of endless joy.

That's where all the real treasure lives—eternal happiness.

endless joy that's the real treasure

CARDINAL ≋ verse [viciously accusing him of coveting the crown]

Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and thoughts

Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart,

Pernicious Protector, dangerous peer,

That smooth’st it so with king and commonweal!

Your heaven is right here on earth. Your eyes and thoughts are fixed on a crown—the treasure of your heart— you destructive Protector, you dangerous peer, the way you manipulate the king and the common good!

Your heaven is right here on earth. You've got your eyes and heart set on a crown—that's your real treasure. You're destructive, dangerous, and you're good at playing the king and the people against each other!

ur heaven is on earth u just want the crown u r dangerous u play games with power

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [mocking the Cardinal's unholy temper]

What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown peremptory?

_Tantaene animis coelestibus irae?_

Churchmen so hot? Good uncle, hide such malice.

With such holiness can you do it?

What, Cardinal, has your priesthood become so bossy? _Do celestial minds feel such anger?_ Churchmen so heated? Good uncle, hide such malice. How can you do this with such holiness?

So, Cardinal, have you become so high-handed with your authority? Do even the gods get this angry? Church people these days—so hostile! Uncle, keep that malice hidden. How can you act so holy and still feel such anger?

cardinal when did priests get so bossy so much anger hide ur hatred how is that holy

"Tantaene animis coelestibus irae" Virgil's Aeneid, Book 1: 'Can such rage live in heavenly hearts?' — spoken of Juno's obsessive persecution of Aeneas. Gloucester deploys the Latin to highlight the absurdity of a priest burning with secular hatred.
SUFFOLK ≋ verse [piling on with a sneering jab]

No malice, sir; no more than well becomes

So good a quarrel and so bad a peer.

No malice, sir; no more than is fitting for such a good cause and such a bad peer.

No malice here—just the right amount of anger for such a good reason and such a terrible guy.

no malice just what fits good reason bad peer

GLOUCESTER [sharply demanding he name his target]

As who, my lord?

Bad peer? Who, my lord?

Bad peer? Who are you talking about, my lord?

bad peer? who

SUFFOLK ≋ verse [openly sneering at his title]

Why, as you, my lord,

An ’t like your lordly Lord Protectorship.

Why, you, my lord, if it please your lordly Lord Protector's honor.

Why, you, my lord—if your high and mighty Protector's lordship doesn't mind.

u my lord if ur great lordship will allow it

GLOUCESTER [contemptuous, naming his insolence]

Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.

Why, Suffolk, England knows of your insolence.

Come on, Suffolk—everyone in England knows how disrespectful you are.

suffolk everyone knows u r disrespectful

QUEEN MARGARET [joining the pile-on against Gloucester]

And thy ambition, Gloucester.

And your ambition, Gloucester.

And everyone knows about your ambition, Gloucester.

and gloucester everyone knows ur ambitious

KING HENRY ≋ verse [gently pleading for peace]

I prithee, peace, good queen,

And whet not on these furious peers;

For blessed are the peacemakers on earth.

I ask you, peace, good queen, and do not urge on these angry lords. Blessed are the peacemakers on earth.

Please, peace, my queen. Don't egg on these angry lords. Blessed are those who make peace.

peace please queen don't fuel these fights peacemakers r blessed

CARDINAL ≋ verse [vowing violence against Gloucester, cloaked as piety]

Let me be blessed for the peace I make

Against this proud Protector, with my sword!

Let me be blessed for the peace I make by striking down this arrogant Protector with my sword!

May I be blessed for the peace I'll bring—the kind I deliver with my sword against this arrogant Protector!

my sword will bring peace to gloucester

GLOUCESTER [aside, taunting the Cardinal's threat]

[_Aside to Cardinal_.] Faith, holy uncle, would ’twere come to that!

I swear, uncle, I wish we could settle this in combat!

I swear, uncle, I really wish we could just fight right now.

wish we could fight

CARDINAL [aside, goading Gloucester to a duel]

[_Aside to Gloucester_.] Marry, when thou dar’st.

By all means, when you dare.

Whenever you have the guts.

whenever u dare

GLOUCESTER [aside, demanding a private reckoning]

[_Aside to Cardinal_.] Make up no factious numbers for the matter,

In thine own person answer thy abuse.

Do not gather supporters for this dispute. Answer for yourself alone in person.

Do not bring allies to back you up. Face me by yourself.

no allies face me alone

CARDINAL [aside, naming the place for their duel]

[_Aside to Gloucester_.] Ay, where thou dar’st not peep; an if thou

dar’st,

This evening, on the east side of the grove.

Yes, somewhere you dare not even look. If you have the courage, tonight on the east side of the grove.

Right, somewhere you won't even dare go near. If you're brave enough, meet me tonight on the east side of the grove.

if u dare tonight east side of the grove

KING HENRY [puzzled, sensing tension between them]

How now, my lords?

What's happening now, my lords?

What's going on with you all?

what's up my lords

CARDINAL ≋ verse [feigning pleasantry while confirming the duel]

Believe me, cousin Gloucester,

Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly,

We had had more sport.—[_Aside to Gloucester_.]

Come with thy two-hand sword.

Believe me, cousin Gloucester, if your servant hadn't driven up the bird so suddenly, we'd have had more hunting.—[Aside to Gloucester] Come with your great sword.

Believe me, cousin Gloucester, if your man hadn't scared up that bird so fast, we'd still be hunting.—[Aside to Gloucester] Bring your big sword.

cousin gloucester if ur servant hadn't spooked the bird [aside] bring ur sword

GLOUCESTER [outwardly calm, confirming the duel aside]

True, uncle.

[_Aside to Cardinal_.] Are ye advised? The east side of the grove?

Do you remember? The east side of the grove?

You remember that, right? East side of the grove?

east side of the grove? remember?

CARDINAL [aside, curtly confirming he'll be there]

[_Aside to Gloucester_.] I am with you.

I will be there.

I will meet you.

ill show up

KING HENRY [confused, noticing Gloucester's odd manner]

Why, how now, uncle Gloucester?

What's wrong now, uncle Gloucester?

What's the matter, Uncle Gloucester?

what's wrong uncle

GLOUCESTER [smoothly lying to cover the plot]

Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord.

Just talking about hawking, nothing else, my lord.

Just talking about the hunt, my lord. Nothing serious.

just talking about hawking that's all

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [aside, vowing violence on the Cardinal]

[_Aside to Cardinal_.] Now, by God’s mother, priest,

I’ll shave your crown for this,

Or all my fence shall fail.

Now, by God's mother, priest, I will split your skull open for this, or I am no swordsman.

I swear by God's mother, priest, I will crack your head open for this, or I am not a skilled fighter.

ill smash your head or im no swordsman

CARDINAL ≋ verse [aside, mocking — physician, heal thyself]

[_Aside to Gloucester_.] _Medice, teipsum._—

Protector, see to ’t well, protect yourself.

Physician, heal yourself. Protector, you had better protect yourself well.

Practice what you preach, Protector - you better make sure you protect yourself.

physician heal thyself protect urself protector

KING HENRY ≋ verse [distressed, pleading for peace between them]

The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords.

How irksome is this music to my heart!

When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?

I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife.

The wind grows strong, and so do your tempers, lords. How this harsh music hurts my heart! When such strings clash, what hope for harmony? I ask you, my lords, let me settle this conflict.

The wind is picking up, and so are your moods, lords. This angry music is breaking my heart! When things clash like this, how can there be harmony? Please, my lords, let me work this out.

winds rising so r ur moods this hurts no harmony let me help

Enter a Townsman of Saint Albans, crying, “A miracle!”
GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [curious, already skeptical]

What means this noise?

Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim?

What is this noise? Fellow, what miracle do you announce?

What's all this noise? Fellow, what miracle are you talking about?

what's this noise what miracle

TOWNSMAN [breathless with excitement]

A miracle! A miracle!

A miracle is happening! A miracle!

This is incredible! Something miraculous is taking place!

miracle it's happening miraculous

SUFFOLK [briskly ushering him to the King]

Come to the King, and tell him what miracle.

Go to the King and tell him what this miraculous event is.

Go tell the King exactly what this miracle is.

tell the king what's the miracle

TOWNSMAN ≋ verse [recounting the miracle in awe]

Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban’s shrine,

Within this half hour, hath received his sight,

A man that ne’er saw in his life before.

Truly, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine within the last half hour has received his sight, a man who never saw anything in his life before.

Well, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine got his sight back in the last half hour—a man who's never been able to see in his whole life.

blind man at saint alban's shrine just got his sight never could see before

KING HENRY ≋ verse [genuinely joyful, praising God]

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls

Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair!

Now, thank God, who gives light in darkness to those who believe, and comfort to those in despair!

Now, praise God, who gives light to those in darkness and hope to those who've lost it!

god be praised light in darkness comfort in despair

Enter the Mayor of Saint Albans and his brethren, bearing Simpcox
KING HENRY [watching the procession approach]

between two in a chair, Simpcox’s Wife following.

entering, carried in a chair by two men, with Simpcox's Wife following behind.

enters carried in by two men in a chair, with Simpcox's Wife right behind them.

in chair between two wife behind

CARDINAL ≋ verse [formally announcing the procession]

Here comes the townsmen on procession,

To present your highness with the man.

Here come the townspeople in procession, to present your majesty with the man.

Here come the townspeople with the man—they're bringing him to you, your majesty.

townspeople coming with the man for u

KING HENRY ≋ verse [piously reflecting, tinged with solemnity]

Great is his comfort in this earthly vale,

Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.

His comfort in this earthly world is great, though seeing has also brought him more sin.

This earthly world must bring him such comfort now, though seeing will also expose him to more sin.

comfort on earth but more sin now he can see

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [taking charge, already suspicious]

Stand by, my masters. Bring him near the King.

His highness’ pleasure is to talk with him.

Stand aside, my friends. Bring him near the King. His majesty wishes to speak with him.

Step back, everyone. Bring him closer to the King. His majesty wants to talk to him.

step aside bring him to king his majesty wants to talk

KING HENRY ≋ verse [kindly curious to hear more]

Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance,

That we for thee may glorify the Lord.

What, hast thou been long blind and now restored?

Good fellow, tell us here what happened, so that we may give glory to the Lord. Have you been blind long and now recovered your sight?

Good man, tell us what happened so we can thank God for this. How long were you blind before you got your sight back?

tell us what happened so we can thank god how long r u blind

First appearance
SIMPCOX

Simpcox speaks in the wheedling register of practiced fraud — every answer carefully vague, every claim just specific enough to be convincing. Watch for how his answers get more elaborate when he's cornered.

SIMPCOX [confidently spinning his lie]

Born blind, an ’t please your grace.

Born blind, if it please your grace.

Born blind, if it please your majesty.

born blind if it please u

WIFE [backing up her husband's lie]

Ay, indeed, was he.

Yes, indeed, he was.

Yes, that's true.

yep it's true

SUFFOLK [idly curious about the woman]

What woman is this?

Who is this woman?

And who might this woman be?

who is she

WIFE [answering plainly, playing along]

His wife, an ’t like your worship.

His wife, if it please your lordship.

His wife, if it please you, sir.

his wife if u please

GLOUCESTER [dryly needling the inconsistency]

Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst have better told.

If you were his mother, you could have explained it better.

If you were his mother, you'd have told the story better than that.

if u were his mom u'd tell it better

KING HENRY [continuing his gentle questioning]

Where wert thou born?

Where were you born?

Tell me—where do you come from?

where r u from

SIMPCOX [answering smoothly, still lying]

At Berwick in the north, an ’t like your grace.

At Berwick in the north, if it please your grace.

In Berwick up north, if it please you, your grace.

berwick in the north if it please u

KING HENRY ≋ verse [sincerely moved, urging gratitude]

Poor soul, God’s goodness hath been great to thee.

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass,

But still remember what the Lord hath done.

Poor soul, God's kindness has been great to you. Let not a single day or night pass unhallowed, but always remember what the Lord has done.

Poor man, God has been so good to you. Don't let a single day go by without giving thanks—remember what the Lord did for you.

god's been good to u don't forget what he did

QUEEN MARGARET ≋ verse [probing him with pointed skepticism]

Tell me, good fellow, cam’st thou here by chance,

Or of devotion, to this holy shrine?

Tell me, good fellow, did you come here by chance, or out of devotion to this holy shrine?

Tell me, good man, did you just happen to come here, or did you come to pray at this shrine?

did u come by chance or to pray here

SIMPCOX ≋ verse [elaborating his pious fabrication]

God knows, of pure devotion; being called

A hundred times and oftener, in my sleep,

By good Saint Alban, who said “Simpcox, come,

Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee.”

God knows, out of pure devotion. I was called a hundred times and more, even in my sleep, by good Saint Alban, who said "Simpcox, come, come and make an offering at my shrine, and I will help you."

God knows, I came out of pure faith. Saint Alban kept calling me, over and over—even in my dreams. He said "Simpcox, come make an offering at my shrine, and I'll help you."

pure devotion saint alban called me even in dreams come offer at shrine i'll help u

WIFE ≋ verse [piling on corroborating detail]

Most true, forsooth; and many time and oft

Myself have heard a voice to call him so.

That's very true. I myself have heard a voice call out to him many times and often.

That's absolutely true. I've heard the voice myself calling him many times.

true i heard the voice calling him

CARDINAL [probing for another flaw]

What, art thou lame?

What, are you also lame?

Are you crippled as well?

r u lame too

SIMPCOX [playing up his pitiful state]

Ay, God Almighty help me!

Yes, God Almighty help me!

Yes, may God help me with that!

god almighty help me out

SUFFOLK [pressing him for more detail]

How cam’st thou so?

How did that happen?

How did you end up lame?

how'd that happen

SIMPCOX [improvising another excuse]

A fall off of a tree.

I fell out of a tree.

I took a tumble from a tree.

fell from a tree

WIFE [eagerly adding a specific detail]

A plum-tree, master.

A plum tree, sir.

A plum tree, to be exact.

a plum tree

GLOUCESTER [setting a trap with his question]

How long hast thou been blind?

How long have you been blind?

How many years have you been without sight?

how long blind

SIMPCOX [answering, unaware of the trap]

O, born so, master.

Oh, born that way, sir.

Oh, I was born blind.

born that way

GLOUCESTER [pouncing on the contradiction]

What, and wouldst climb a tree?

What, and you would climb a tree?

What, and you climbed a tree while blind?

u climbed a tree while blind

SIMPCOX [scrambling to patch the lie]

But that in all my life, when I was a youth.

Only once in my whole life, when I was young.

Just that one time when I was a kid.

just once when i was young

WIFE [trying to smooth over the slip]

Too true; and bought his climbing very dear.

Too true. That climbing adventure cost him dearly—he's paid the price ever since.

That's right, and he paid dearly for that climb.

yep cost him big time

GLOUCESTER [savoring the tightening trap]

Mass, thou lov’dst plums well, that wouldst venture so.

Well, you must have loved plums to take such a risk.

So you really loved plums to take that kind of chance.

u really loved plums to risk that

SIMPCOX ≋ verse [shifting blame onto his wife]

Alas, good master, my wife desired some damsons,

And made me climb, with danger of my life.

Alas, good sir, my wife wanted some damsons, and she made me climb, at risk of my life.

Sir, my wife wanted some damsons, and she pushed me to climb up there—nearly got myself killed.

my wife wanted damsons made me climb almost died

"damsons" Small purple plums — a specific type of fruit. Simpcox's elaboration about what kind of fruit his wife wanted has the texture of improvised fiction.
GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [openly accusing, testing his sight]

A subtle knave! But yet it shall not serve.—

Let me see thine eyes. Wink now. Now open them.

In my opinion yet thou seest not well.

A clever trick! But that won't work here.— Let me see your eyes. Close them now. Open them. In my opinion, you still don't see well.

Nice story! But that's not going to work on me.—Let me look at your eyes. Shut them. Now open them. You don't look like you can really see.

clever trick but not on me let me test u u can't really see

SIMPCOX [overconfidently insisting he can see]

Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and Saint Alban.

Yes, master, I see perfectly now, as clear as day. I give thanks to God and to Saint Alban.

Oh yes, master—my vision is perfect now. I can see everything clearly. Praise God and Saint Alban!

perfect sight now thank god saint alban

GLOUCESTER [springing the color trap]

Sayst thou me so? What colour is this cloak of?

Is that so? Then what color is this cloak of mine?

Really? So what color is my cloak?

what color is this cloak

SIMPCOX [answering readily, oblivious to danger]

Red, master, red as blood.

Red, master—bright red, like the color of blood.

Red, sir. The color of blood—that shade of red.

red like blood

GLOUCESTER [baiting him with false approval]

Why, that’s well said. What colour is my gown of?

That's good. What color is my gown?

That's right. What color is my gown?

good what color is ur gown

SIMPCOX [walking straight into the trap]

Black, forsooth, coal-black as jet.

Black, truly, coal-black like jet.

Black, sir—black as coal, like jet.

black like coal

KING HENRY [innocently pointing out the giveaway]

Why, then, thou know’st what colour jet is of?

So then you know what color jet is?

So you can tell me what jet looks like?

so u know jet color

"jet" Jet is a hard black gemstone — for a man born blind to identify both the color and the substance 'jet' by name, he would need prior visual experience of it. This is Gloucester's logical proof of the fraud.
SUFFOLK [dryly noting the impossible claim]

And yet, I think, jet did he never see.

And yet I think he's never actually seen jet.

And yet, I don't think he's ever actually seen jet.

but i don't think he's ever seen jet

GLOUCESTER [driving the accusation home]

But cloaks and gowns before this day, a many.

But you've seen many cloaks and gowns before this day, yes?

Though I'm sure you've seen plenty of clothes before today.

seen cloaks b4 tho

WIFE [digging the hole deeper, still insisting]

Never before this day in all his life.

Never before in his whole life.

Never. Not once in his whole life.

never not his whole life

GLOUCESTER [closing in with another test]

Tell me, sirrah, what’s my name?

Tell me, my good man, what's my name?

Do you know who I am? Tell me my name.

what's my name

SIMPCOX [faltering under the questioning]

Alas, master, I know not.

I'm sorry, master, I don't know.

I'm afraid I don't know, master.

idk master

GLOUCESTER [pressing further, relentless]

What’s his name?

What's his name?

What's his name?

what's his name

SIMPCOX [growing visibly flustered]

I know not.

I don't know.

I don't know.

idk

GLOUCESTER [tightening the interrogation]

Nor his?

Or his?

Or his?

or his

SIMPCOX [defeated, still stammering]

No, indeed, master.

No, truly, master.

No, master.

no master

GLOUCESTER [delivering the final, cutting question]

What’s thine own name?

What's your own name?

And what are you called?

what's ur name

SIMPCOX [answering meekly, cornered]

Sander Simpcox, an if it please you, master.

Sander Simpcox, if you please, master.

My name is Sander Simpcox, if it suits you.

sander simpcox if u want

GLOUCESTER [triumphantly exposing the fraud]

Then, Sander, sit there, the lyingest knave in Christendom. If thou

hadst been born blind, thou mightst as well have known all our names as

thus to name the several colours we do wear. Sight may distinguish of

colours; but suddenly to nominate them all, it is impossible.—My lords,

Saint Alban here hath done a miracle; and would ye not think his

cunning to be great that could restore this cripple to his legs again?

Then, Sander, sit there, you're the biggest liar in Christendom. If you'd been born blind, you'd know all our names just as easily as you can name these colors. Sight helps distinguish colors, but to name them all at once? That's impossible.—My lords, Saint Alban has performed a miracle here; and wouldn't you think his power to be great if he could restore this cripple to his legs again?

Sander, sit down. You're the biggest liar I've ever seen. If you were really born blind, you'd know our names as well as you know those colors. Sure, sight lets you tell colors apart, but to name them all right away? That's impossible.—My lords, Saint Alban has done a miracle—so wouldn't his power be amazing if he could make this lame man walk again?

sander ur a liar if u were born blind u'd know our names colors too not possible saint alban's miracle make him walk again

Why it matters Gloucester's debunking of Simpcox is one of Shakespeare's sharpest pieces of logical theater — and also a moment that shows what England loses when it loses Gloucester: clear-eyed judgment that cuts through pretense.
SIMPCOX [desperately still playing along]

O master, that you could!

Oh, master, if only you could!

Oh, master, I wish you could!

i wish u could

GLOUCESTER [coldly relishing the coming punishment]

My masters of Saint Albans, have you not beadles in your town, and

things called whips?

My friends from Saint Alban's, doesn't your town have constables and whips?

My friends from Saint Alban's, doesn't your town have people to keep order—officers and whips?

saint albans does ur town have constables and whips

"beadles" A beadle was a minor parish official whose duties included administering public punishments — whipping offenders through the town. Gloucester is about to make use of this public institution.
MAYOR [obligingly deferring to Gloucester]

Yes, my lord, if it please your grace.

Yes, my lord, we have them if you wish.

Yes, my lord—we've got them, no problem.

yep we have them

GLOUCESTER [briskly ordering the whip fetched]

Then send for one presently.

Then send for one right away.

Then get me one right now.

send for one right now

MAYOR [passing the order along briskly]

Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight.

Fellow, go fetch the town official here right away.

Go get the constable here right now.

get the constable now

[_Exit a Townsman._]
GLOUCESTER [setting a sardonic trap for him]

Now fetch me a stool hither by and by.—Now, sirrah, if you mean to save

yourself from whipping, leap me over this stool and run away.

Now get me a stool here in a moment.—Now, fellow, if you want to save yourself from the whip, jump over this stool and run away.

Get me a stool here, quick.—Now, if you want to avoid getting whipped, jump over this stool and run.

get me a stool if u wanna avoid whipping jump over it and run

SIMPCOX ≋ verse [desperately maintaining the lie]

Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone.

You go about to torture me in vain.

I'm sorry, master, I can't even stand on my own. You're just trying to torture me.

I'm sorry, master—I can't even stand up by myself. You're just trying to torture me.

can't even stand u r torturing me

Enter a Beadle with whips.
GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [resolutely ordering the whipping]

Well, sir, we must have you find your legs.

Sirrah beadle, whip him till he leap over that same stool.

Well, sir, we need to help you find your legs. Constable, whip him until he jumps over that stool.

All right, we'll help you find your legs. Constable, whip him until he jumps over that stool.

we'll find ur legs whip him til he jumps

BEADLE [briskly obeying the order]

I will, my lord.—Come on, sirrah; off with your doublet quickly.

I will, my lord.—Come on, fellow; take off your shirt quickly.

I will, my lord.—Come on, man—take off your shirt.

i will come on take it off

SIMPCOX [panicking as the whip nears]

Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand.

Oh master, what do I do now? I can't stand.

Oh no, what am I going to do? I can't even get up.

oh man what do i do i can't stand up

[_After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over the stool and runs
away; and they follow and cry, “A miracle!”_]
KING HENRY [dismayed at the deception uncovered]

O God, seest Thou this, and bearest so long?

God, do you see this, and how long will you allow it?

God, are you watching this? How much longer will you stand for it?

god do you see this how long til you do something

QUEEN MARGARET [coldly amused by his flight]

It made me laugh to see the villain run.

Watching that scoundrel flee made me laugh.

I couldn't help laughing seeing that scoundrel take off.

lmao that guy running away

GLOUCESTER [brusquely dismissing the pair]

Follow the knave, and take this drab away.

Chase that rogue, and take this woman away.

Go after that scoundrel, and get this woman out of here.

catch that guy get her outta here

WIFE [pleading poverty as her excuse]

Alas, sir, we did it for pure need.

I'm sorry, sir, we did it because we were desperate.

Please, sir, we only did it because we had to.

sir we were just desperate we needed the money

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [harshly pronouncing their sentence]

Let them be whipped through every market town

Till they come to Berwick, from whence they came.

Have them whipped through every market town until they reach Berwick, where they came from.

Whip them through every town all the way back to Berwick where they belong.

whip them through every town back to berwick

[_Exeunt Wife, Beadle, Mayor, etc._]
CARDINAL [backhandedly mocking his feat]

Duke Humphrey has done a miracle today.

Duke Humphrey has worked a miracle today.

Duke Humphrey has performed a miracle today.

humphrey did a miracle today

SUFFOLK [joining in the sly mockery]

True, made the lame to leap and fly away.

Right, he made the disabled person leap and run away.

Yeah, he made that limping person jump and take off.

yeah he made the guy jump and run

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [turning the jibe back on Suffolk]

But you have done more miracles than I.

You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly.

But you've done more miracles than I have. You've made entire towns flee in a single day, my lord.

But you've performed even more miracles than me. You've made whole towns run away in just one day, my lord.

but you did more miracles you made whole towns run in one day

Enter Buckingham.
KING HENRY [attentive, sensing grave news]

What tidings with our cousin Buckingham?

What news do you bring from our cousin Buckingham?

What news from our cousin Buckingham?

what's going on with buckingham

BUCKINGHAM ≋ verse [gravely laying out the treason charge]

Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold.

A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent,

Under the countenance and confederacy

Of Lady Eleanor, the Protector’s wife,

The ringleader and head of all this rout,

Have practised dangerously against your state,

Dealing with witches and with conjurers,

Whom we have apprehended in the fact,

Raising up wicked spirits from under ground,

Demanding of King Henry’s life and death,

And other of your highness’ Privy Council,

As more at large your Grace shall understand.

News that makes my heart tremble to reveal. A group of criminal people, wickedly motivated, under the support and alliance of Lady Eleanor, the Protector's wife, the leader and head of this whole mob, have plotted dangerously against your state, dealing with witches and conjurers, whom we have caught in the act, raising evil spirits from underground, demanding the death of King Henry and others of your Privy Council, as your Grace will hear in greater detail.

News that's terrifying to even say out loud. A bunch of criminals, working together under Lady Eleanor's protection—the Protector's wife—and she's running the whole operation. They've been plotting against your kingdom, working with witches and magicians, and we caught them doing it. They were calling up evil spirits from underground and demanding your death and the death of your council members. Your Grace will hear all the details soon.

scary news lady eleanor's running a criminal ring witches & magic they wanted you dead we caught them tho

CARDINAL [aside, gloating that the duel is off]

[_Aside to Gloucester_.] And so, my Lord Protector, by this means

Your lady is forthcoming yet at London.

This news, I think, hath turned your weapon’s edge;

’Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour.

And so, my Lord Protector, by this means your wife is coming to London. This news, I think, has taken the edge off your anger. It seems, my lord, you will not keep our appointment tonight.

So, Protector, your wife is on her way to London now. I think this news has cooled your rage. Looks like you won't show up tonight.

your wife is coming this news cooled you off u wont keep our meeting

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [devastated, yielding under the weight of grief]

Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart.

Sorrow and grief have vanquished all my powers,

And, vanquished as I am, I yield to thee,

Or to the meanest groom.

Ambitious church official, stop tormenting my heart. Sorrow and grief have defeated all my strength, and being defeated as I am, I surrender to you, or even to the lowest servant.

Stop tormenting me, you ambitious churchman. Sorrow and grief have destroyed my will, and beaten down as I am, I give in to you—or anyone else.

stop hurting me sorrow's destroyed me i give up

Why it matters This is the moment Gloucester's fall begins in earnest: Eleanor's arrest does what none of his enemies could — it breaks him completely.
🎭 Dramatic irony Gloucester says 'I yield to you or to the meanest groom' — meaning he has no fight left in him. The Cardinal hears a victory. The audience understands this is a man whose last protection just collapsed, and what follows (his arrest, his murder) has now become inevitable.
KING HENRY ≋ verse [lamenting the unfolding wickedness]

O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones,

Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!

God, what harm the wicked ones cause, heaping confusion on their own heads in doing so!

God, look at the damage the wicked do, bringing all that chaos down on themselves!

god the wicked cause so much harm they just mess themselves up

QUEEN MARGARET ≋ verse [coldly warning he's implicated too]

Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest,

And look thyself be faultless, thou wert best.

Gloucester, look at the shame from your own household, and you'd do well to make sure you yourself are blameless.

Gloucester, see the corruption coming from your own family, and you better make sure your own hands are clean.

gloucester your family's dirty you better be clean yourself

GLOUCESTER ≋ verse [defending his honor, renouncing his wife]

Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal

How I have loved my king and commonweal;

And, for my wife, I know not how it stands.

Sorry I am to hear what I have heard.

Noble she is; but if she have forgot

Honour and virtue, and conversed with such

As like to pitch defile nobility,

I banish her my bed and company

And give her as a prey to law and shame

That hath dishonoured Gloucester’s honest name.

Madam, as for myself, I appeal to heaven regarding how much I have loved my king and country. As for my wife, I don't know how things stand. I'm sorry to hear what I've heard. She is noble, but if she has forgotten honor and virtue and associated with people who, like pitch, defile nobility, I banish her from my bed and my company and give her over to the law and to shame that has dishonored Gloucester's honest name.

Madam, I call on heaven to witness how much I've loved my king and country. As for my wife, I don't know what's going on with her. I'm heartbroken by what I've heard. She's of noble birth, but if she's forgotten what honor means and spent time with people who corrupt nobility like pitch dirties things, then I'm done with her. She's out of my bed, out of my life, and she's going to face the law and the shame that comes with destroying my name.

i loved the king and my country but my wife... idk what she did if she forgot honor i'm banishing her she faces the law

"like to pitch defile nobility" Pitch — the sticky black tar — was a common image for corruption that stains everything it touches. Gloucester is using a material metaphor to describe moral contamination.
KING HENRY ≋ verse [resolving to weigh the matter justly]

Well, for this night we will repose us here;

Tomorrow toward London back again,

To look into this business thoroughly,

And call these foul offenders to their answers,

And poise the cause in Justice’ equal scales,

Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails.

Well, we will rest here for tonight. Tomorrow we'll head back to London to look into this matter thoroughly, and demand answers from these terrible criminals, and weigh the case on Justice's fair scales, whose balance holds steady, where the rightful cause wins.

Right, we'll stay here tonight. Tomorrow we're heading back to London to investigate this whole situation properly, and get these criminals to account for themselves, and present the evidence fairly to justice, where the truth will win out.

we're staying here tonight tomorrow back to london to look into this justice will win

[_Flourish. Exeunt._]

The Reckoning

Three stories collide in one scene: the smoldering violence between Gloucester and the Cardinal, the absurdist comedy of the fake miracle, and the hammer-blow of Eleanor's arrest. The Simpcox episode is Shakespeare at his most darkly funny — Gloucester's interrogation is crisp, almost cheerful, and then devastating. But that humor is immediately extinguished when Buckingham enters. The moment Gloucester hears of Eleanor's arrest, he surrenders. The man who couldn't be frightened by the Cardinal's sword is broken by his wife's name.

If this happened today…

A corporate retreat turns into a near-brawl between the company chairman and the division head who's been undermining him for years. Suddenly a local news story breaks: a man near the retreat venue has gone viral claiming he was miraculously healed — the chairman investigates and debunks it in two minutes flat. Then his phone rings: his wife has been arrested in a sting operation the rivals set up. The chairman, who was about to win a public confrontation, goes completely silent.

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