SKINK. Swounds, do; would I had one. [_Aside_.
QUEEN. Do not, I prythee, keep thy proud heart still.
GLO. I'll wear it but to cross thy froward will.
HEN. Sit down, and take thy place.
GLO. It's the low earth; To her I must, from her I had my birth.[540]
HEN. We are pleas'd thou shalt sit there.
Skink, take thy place among my nobles.
_Enter_ JOHN _and_ ISABEL, _with coronets_.
SKINK. Thanks to King Henry's grace.
JOHN. John, Earl of Morton and of Nottingham, With Isabel his countess, bow themselves Before their brother Henry's royal throne!
HEN. Ascend your seats; live in our daily love.
_Enter_ RICHARD _and_ ROBERT, _with coronets_.
RICH. Richard, the Prince of England, with his ward, The noble Robert Hood, Earl Huntington, Present their service to your majesty.
HEN. Y'are welcome, too, though little be your love. [_Aside_.]
_Enter_ FAUCONBRIDGE _with his_ LADY, _she a coronet_.
FAU. Old Richard Fauconbridge, Knight of the Cross, Lord of the Cinque Ports, with his noble wife, Dame Marian, Countess of West-Hereford,[541]
Offer their duties at this royal meeting.
HEN. Sit down, thou art a neuter, she a foe.
Thy love we doubt; her heart too well we know. [_Aside_.
What suitors are without? let them come in.
GLO. And have no justice, where contempt is king.
HEN. Madman, I give no ear to thy loose words.
JOHN. O sir, y'are welcome; you have your old seat.
GLO. Though thou sit higher, yet my heart's as great.
QUEEN. Great heart, we'll make you lesser by the head.
GLO. Ill comes not ever to the threatened[542].
_Enter_ BLOCK _and_ REDCAP.
HEN. What are you two?
RED. M-ma-marry, and't please you, I am Re-Re-Redcap.
HEN. And what's your mate?
BLO. A poor porter, sir.
JOHN. The porter of the Fleet, that was condemned?
BLO. No, truly, sir; I was porter last, when I left the door open at the tavern.
JOHN. O, is't you, sir?
LEI. And what would you two have?
RED. I co-co-come to re-re-re-qui-quire the young k-k-king of his go-goo-goodness, since Glo-Gloster is t-taken, that he wo-wo-would let my fa-fa-father have his pa-pa-pardon.
HEN. Sirrah, your father has his pardon sign'd.
Go to the office, it shall be delivered.
RED. And shall he be p-p-porter a-ga-gain?
HEN. Aye, that he shall; but let him be advis'd, Hereafter how [he] lets out prisoners.
RED. I wa-warrant ye, my lord.
HEN. What hast thou more to say?
RED. Marry, I wo-would have Skink pu-punish'd For co-co-coney-catching me.
LEI. Is that your business?
RED, Aye, by my t-t-troth is it.
HEN. Then get away.
GLO. Against Skink (poor knave) thou gett'st no right this day.
BLO. O, but run back, Redcap, for the pursuivant!
O L-Lord, s-sir, I have another s-suit for the p-p-pursuivant, That has l-l-lost his b-b-box and his wa-wa-warrant.
HEN. What means the fellow?
RED. Why, the pu-pu-pursuivant, sir, and the po-po-porter.
GLO. The box, that I had from him--there it is.
FAU. Marry a me, and I was charg'd with it.