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one of the Inns of Court—the Gardens of the Temple—where we overhear a dispute between Richard Plantagenet and the Earl of Somerset-representing the future rival Houses of York and Lancaster. This paltry altercation led to the disastrous Wars of the Roses ; which, for thirty years, impoverished and decimated the people of England, antagonized her soldiers and her peaceful citizens, almost annihilated her ancient nobility, and sacrificed eighty Princes of the rival royal families. “What great events from little causes spring !"
The subject of the original dispute--which soon centralized into a personal quarrel-appears to have been-Whether the son of a father found guilty of high treason, was legally justified in claiming his father's personal title of nobility ?
The Scene is the Temple Garden in London.
in a case of 'truth? Suf. Within the Temple-'Hall we were too loud;
The 'Garden here is more convenient.
Or, else, was wrangling Somerset in 'error ?
And never yet could frame my will to it;
will. Som. Judge 'you, my Lord of Warwick, then, between us. War. ... Between two 'hawks, which flies the higher pitch;
Between two 'horses, which doth bear him best;
The Yorkest Plantagenet resumes:
Since you are tongued-tied, and so loath to 'speak,
The Lancastrian Somerset replies :
But dare 'maintain the partyf of the truth,
Warwick again speaks :
+ Sigus, indications.
# Cause, side.
Of base insinuating flattery
I pluck this 'white rose, with Plantagenet.
Vernon interrupts :
Till you conclude—that he, upon whose side
Shall yield the other in the 'right opinion.
If 'I have fewest, I subscribe in 'silence.
I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here-
Somerset bitterly retorts :
Lest, bleeding, you do paint the 'white rose 'red,
And fall on 'my side so, against your will. Ver. If I, my lord, for my opinion 'bleed,
Opinion shall be 'surgeon to my hurt,
And 'keep me on the side where still I am. All advance to choose their roses—the majority white ones, which are waved in triumph. Richard Plantagenet says: Plan. Now, Somerset, where is your 'argument? Som. Here, in my 'scabbard ! meditating that
Shall dye your 'white rose in a 'bloody red. Plan. Meantime, your 'cheeks do counterfeit 'our roses ;
For 'pale they look with fear—as witnessing
The truth on 'our side.
And yet thy tongue will not 'confess thy error.
Whiles thy consuming canker eats his 'falsehood! Som. Well, I'll find 'friends to wear my 'bleeding roses,
That shall maintain what 'I have said is 'true,
Where false Plantagenet dare not be seen! Plan. Now, by this maiden blossom in my hand,
I scorn 'thee and thy 'faction, peevish boy!
Suf. Turn not thy scorn 'this way, Plantagenet.
Suffolk angrily interposes:
Away, away, good William de la Poole !
We 'grace the yeoman by 'conversing with him.
His grandfather was Lionel Duke of Clarence,
Spring crestless 'yeomen from so 'deep a root ?
Or 'durst not, for his craven heart, say thus !
Corrupted, and exempt from ancient gentry?
Condemned to 'die for treason, but no traitor;
Look to it well, and say you are well warned.
And know us, by these colours, for thy foes. Suf. Go forward, and be choked with thy ambition !
And so farewell—until I meet thee 'next! Som. Have with thee, Poole. Farewell, ambitious
Shall be wiped out in the next Parliament;
In this Parliament (assembled not in London, but at Leicester) the young King, a boy only in his fifth year, presided.
* Right of sanctuary-where swords should not be drawn. Accused. Opinion.
As it is impossible for the theatre to provide a suitable representative for every stage of the King's adolescence (and as his reign extended over nearly fifty years,) our readers must, in mercantile language, “ strike an average," and picture his present ideal representative as a young man--mild, inoffensive, and religious; adorning the sceptre, rather than wielding it.
In this great assembly, the angry feelings that had existed between Duke Humphrey of Gloster and the Bishop of Winchester are openly manifested.—Humphrey of Gloster,-popularly known as the “good” Duke Humphrey, on account of his mild exercise of royal authority,-is Regent of England. His open, but unguarded temper has hitherto been sorely tested by the arrogant Henry Beaufort, Bishop of Winchester-one of the legitimated children of old John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster. It had been vainly thought by his royal relatives, that his obscure birth and religious profession would be sufficient obstacles to a high political career.
In the midst of public business, Gloster offers to present a Bill
With written pamphlets studiously devised ?
Do it without 'invention,-suddenly.
Think not,-although in writing I preferred*
From envious malice of thy swelling heart.
To give me hearing what I shall reply;
And he shall know I am as good-
But one imperious in another's throne?
And useth it to patronagef his theft.
* Brought forward.
+ Word for word.
To protect by authority.
'Thou art reverent,
The young King interposes :
The special watchmen of our English weal,
If holy Churchmen take delight in 'broils?
Except you mean, with obstinate repulse,
To 'slay your sovereign, and destroy the realm. Win. 'He shall submit, or I will 'never yield. Glo. Compassion on the King 'commands me stoop: Here, Winchester, I offer thee my
hand ... King. . . . Fie, Uncle Beaufort! I have heard you preach
That 'malice was a great and grievous 'sin ;
And will not you 'maintain the thing you teach? Win. ... Well, Duke of Gloster, I will 'yield to thee;
Love for 'thy love, and hand for hand, I give.
See here, my friends and loving countrymen,
So help me Heaven, as I dissemble not.
How joyful am I made by this accord ?*— A hollow reconciliation being thus effected, Warwick, with Salisbury and Richard Plantagenet, advances-bearing a petition that the claim of the latter to the dukedom of York may be established. Warwick says : War. Accept this scroll, most gracious sovereign,
Which, in the right of Richard Plantagenet,
We do exhibit to your majesty.
You have great reason to do Richard right.
And, in reguerdont of that duty done,
*0. R. contract,