Humfrey, Duke of Gloucester A Tragedy |
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 | Humfrey, Duke of Gloucester |  |
SCENE III.
Warwick.
Farewell, Hypocrisy and Pride!—Grey Hairs,
And griping Hands!—Ambitious;—harsh, and dreadfull,
Even to thy Friends!—What a Disgrace, that Men,—
That Kings, should stand in Awe of such a Pageant!
A Shew of Sanctity, trick'd up in Scarlet.
And griping Hands!—Ambitious;—harsh, and dreadfull,
Even to thy Friends!—What a Disgrace, that Men,—
That Kings, should stand in Awe of such a Pageant!
A Shew of Sanctity, trick'd up in Scarlet.
Believe in Sorcery?—No, Cardinal!—
Thy Wit is not so dull.—What have the Laity
To do with Faculties, They dare not use?—
Reason, in Us, is Carnal.—Beasts that we are;
To suffer Rome to shackle our free Thoughts,
And fool our very Senses!—But, Soft.—
Here comes the Sovereign Power!—Our female Ruler:
In Feature Woman; but, in Heart, a Man:
Fair as the Queen of Beauty; Bold, as Mars.—
And see, how Suffolk gently moulds her Hand;
And whispers Things,—not fitting for My Ear.
Thy Wit is not so dull.—What have the Laity
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Reason, in Us, is Carnal.—Beasts that we are;
To suffer Rome to shackle our free Thoughts,
And fool our very Senses!—But, Soft.—
Here comes the Sovereign Power!—Our female Ruler:
In Feature Woman; but, in Heart, a Man:
Fair as the Queen of Beauty; Bold, as Mars.—
And see, how Suffolk gently moulds her Hand;
And whispers Things,—not fitting for My Ear.
| Humfrey, Duke of Gloucester | |