Hath won the greatest favour of the commons,
Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey:
And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland,
In bringing them to civil discipline, 196
Thy late exploits done in the heart of France,
When thou wert regent for our sovereign,
Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people.
Join we together for the public good, 200
In what we can to bridle and suppress
The pride of Suffolk and the cardinal,
With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition;
And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey's deeds, 204
While they do tend the profit of the land.
War. So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,
And common profit of his country!
York. And so says York, [Aside.] for he hath greatest cause. 208
Sal. Then let's make haste away, and look unto the main.
War. Unto the main! O father, Maine is lost!
That Maine which by main force Warwick did win,
And would have kept so long as breath did last. 212
Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine,
Which I will win from France, or else be slain.
York. Anjou and Maine are given to the French;
Paris is lost; the state of Normandy 216
Stands on a tickle point now they are gone.
Suffolk concluded on the articles,
The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleas'd
To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter. 220
193 Hath; cf. n.
195 brother York; cf. n.
196 civil: orderly
204 cherish: foster, support
209 main: the most important thing at stake (from game of hazard)
217 tickle: slippery
218 concluded: decided
