SUFFOLK.
No malice, sir; no more than well becomes
So good a quarrel and so bad a peer.
GLOUCESTER.
As who, my lord?
SUFFOLK.
Why, as you, my lord,
An ’t like your lordly Lord Protectorship.
GLOUCESTER.
Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.
QUEEN MARGARET.
And thy ambition, Gloucester.
KING HENRY.
I prithee, peace, good queen,
And whet not on these furious peers;
For blessed are the peacemakers on earth.
CARDINAL.
Let me be blessed for the peace I make
Against this proud Protector, with my sword!
GLOUCESTER.
[Aside to Cardinal.] Faith, holy uncle, would ’twere come to that!
CARDINAL.
[Aside to Gloucester.] Marry, when thou dar’st.
GLOUCESTER.
[Aside to Cardinal.] Make up no factious numbers for the matter,
In thine own person answer thy abuse.