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And pardon comes: I shall anon advise you
Q. Kath. I am sorry, that the duke of Buck-
When these so noble benefits shall prove
(This was his gentleman in trust,) of him
Most like a careful subject, have collected
K. Hen. Speak freely.
Surv. First, it was usual with him, every day
Wol. Please your highness, note
Q. Kath. My learn'd lord cardinal,
Deliver all with charity.
K. Hen. Speak on:
How grounded he his title to the crown,
Upon our fail; to this point hast thou heard
At any time speak aught?
Surv. He was brought to this
By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins.
His confessor; who fed him every minute
K. Hen. How know'st thou this?
Sure. Not long before your highness sped to
The duke being at the Rose, within the parish
'Twould prove the verity of certain words
I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions
To ruminate on this so far, until [liev'd,
There's mischief in this man :-
After your highness had reprov'd the duke
K. Hen. I remember,
Of such a time:-Being my servant sworn,
As he made semblance of his duty, would
K. Hen. A giant traitor!
Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in freedom,
And this man out of prison?
Q. Kath. God mend all!
K. Hen. There's something more would out of thee; What say'st?
Surv. After the duke his father,—with the knife,[dagger, Another spread on his breast, mounting his He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his He did discharge a horrible oath; whose [tenour Was,-Were he evil us'd, he would outgo His father, by as much as a performance Does an irresolute purpose.
K. Hen. There's his period,
SCENE III-A Room in the Palace.
Enter the Lord CHAMBERLAIN, and Lord SANDS. Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should juggle
For when they hold them, you would swear directly,
Their very noses had been counsellors
That never saw them pace before, the spavin,
Cham. Death! my lord,
Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too, That, sure, they have worn out Christendom. How now?
What news, Sir Thomas Lovell?
Enter Sir THOMAS LOVELL.
Lov. 'Faith, my lord,
I hear of none but the new proclamation
Lov. The reformation of our travell'd gallants,
[tailors. That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and Cham. I am glad, 'tis there; now I would pray our monsieurs
To think an English courtier may be wise,
Lov. They must either
[nants (For so run the conditions,) leave these remOf fool, and feather, that they got in France, With all their honourable points of ignorance, Pertaining thereunto, (as fights, and fireworks; Abusing better men than they can be,
Out of a foreign wisdom,) renouncing clean The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings,
Cham. O, 'tis true:
This night he makes a supper, and a great one,
A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us:
Cham. No doubt, he's noble;
He had a black mouth, that said other of him. Sands. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal; in him, [trine: Sparing would show a worse sin than ill docMen of his way should be most liberal, They are set here for examples.
Cham. True, they are so;
[stays;* But few now give so great ones. My barge Your lordship shall along:-Come, good Sir Thomas,
We shall be late else: which I would not be,
SCENE IV.-The Presence-Chumber in York
Hautboys. A small table under a stute for the
Can make good people.- -O, my lord, you are tardy;
[travel, Enter Lord CHAMBERLAIN, Lord SANDS, and Sir THOMAS LOVELL.
Short blister'd breeches, and those types of
Sands. 'Tis time to give them physic, their Are grown so catching. [diseases
Chum. What a loss our ladies Will have of these trim vanities! Lov. Ay, marry, [whoresons There will be woe indeed, lords; the sly Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies; A French song, and a fiddle, has no fellow. Sands. The devil fiddle them! I am glad they're going;
(For, sure, there's no converting of them;) now An honest country lord, as I am, beaten A long time out of play, may bring his plain
And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r-lady,
Held current music too.
Cham. Well said, lord Sands;
Nor shall not, while I have a stump.
Lov. To the cardinal's;
Your lordship is a guest too.
The very thought of this fair company
Cham. You are young, Sir Harry Guildford. Sunds. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal But half my lay-thoughts in him, some of these Should find a running banquet ere they rested, I think, would better please them: By my life, They are a sweet society of fair ones.
Lov. O, that your lordship were but now [confessor To one or two of these!
Sands. I would, I were;
They should find easy penance.
Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it.
Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit?
Place you that side, I'll take the charge of Sir Harry, [this: His grace is ent'ring.-Nay, you must not freeze; [ther: Two women plac'd together makes cold weaMy lord Sands, you are one will keep them [waking; Pray, sit between these ladies. Sands. By my faith,
And thank your lordship.-By your leave,
[Seats himself between ANNE BULLEN and
Cham. Well said, my lord.So, now you are fairly seated:-Gentlemen, The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies Pass away frowning.
Sands. For my little cure,
Let me alone.
BERLAIN. They pass directly before the Cardinal, and gracefully salute him.
A noble company! what are their pleasures? Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they pray'd [fame To tell your grace;-That, having heard by Of this so noble and so fair assembly This night to meet here, they could do no less, Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct,
Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat An hour of revels with them.
Wol. Say, lord chamberlain,
Hautboys. Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, attended; They have done my poor house grace; for
and takes his state.*
Sands. Yes, if I make my play.t
which I pay them
A thousand thanks, and pray them take their pleasures.
[Ludies chosen for the dance. The KING choose's ANNE BULLEN.
K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O,
Till now I never knew thee. [Music. Dance. Wol. My lord,
Cham. Your grace?
Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me: There should be one amongst them, by his
Here's to your ladyship; and pledge it, madam, Find out, and he will take it.*
For 'tis to such a thing,
Anne. You cannot show me.
Sands. I told your grace, they would talk
Wol. Let me see then.
[Comes from his state. By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here I'll make
I must not yet forsake you :-Let's be merry;
Hautboys.-Enter the KING, and twelve others, as Muskers, habited like Shepherds, with six-Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen
leen Torch-bearers; ushered by the Lord CHAM
* Chair. + Choose my game. 1 Small cannon.
The chief place. + Mischievously.
To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure To lead them once again; and then let's dream Who's best in favour.-Let the music knock it. [Exeunt, with trumpets. ACT II.
SCENE I-A Street.
Enter two GENTLEMEN, meeting.
1 Gent. Whither away so fast? 2 Gent. 0,-God save you! Even to the hall to hear what shall become Of the great duke of Buckingham.
1 Gent. I'll save you
That labour, Sir. All's now done, but the ceremony
Of bringing back the prisoner.
2 Gent. Were you there?
1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I.
2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? 1 Gent. You may guess quickly what.
2 Gent. Is he found guilty?
1 Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon it.
2 Gent. I am sorry for't.
1 Gent. So are a number more.
2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it?
1 Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke
Came to the bar; where, to his accusations,
Confessor to him; with that devil-monk,
2 Gent. That was he,
That fed him with his prophecies?
1 Gent. The same.
1 Gent. When he was brought again to the bar,-to hear [stirr'd His knell wrung out, his judgement, he was With such an agony, he sweat extremely, And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty: But he fell to himself again, and, sweetly, In all the rest show'd a most noble patience. 2 Gent. I do not think, he fears death. 1 Gent. Sure, he does not,
He never was so womanish; the cause
2 Gent. Certainly,
The cardinal is the end of this.
1 Gent. "Tis likely,
Py all conjectures: First, Kildare's attamder, Then deputy of Ireland; who remov'd,
Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too, Lest he should help his father.
2 Gent. That trick of state
Was a deep envious one.
1 Gent. At his return,
No doubt he will requite it. This is noted,
And generally; whoever the king favours, The cardinal instantly will find employment, And far enough from court too.
2 Gent. All the commons Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much They love and dote on; call him, bounteous Buckingham,
The mirror of all courtesy ;
1 Gent. Stay there, Sir,
And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.
Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment; Tipstuves before him, the axe with the edge towards him; halberts on each side: with him, Sir THOMAS LOVELL, Sir NICHOLAS VAUX, Sir WILLIAM SANDS, and common people.
2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him. Buck. All good people,
You that thus far have come to pity me, [me.
And if I have a conscience, let it sink me,
Be what they will, I heartily forgive them:
And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
Go with me, like good angels, to my end;
Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity, If ever any malice in your heart Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankBuck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive As I would be forgiven: I forgive all; [you, There cannot be those numberless offences 'Gainst me, I can't take peace with: no black envy [grace; Shall make my grave.-Commend me to his And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him, [prayers You met him half in heaven: my vows and Yet are the king's; and, till my soul forsake me, Shall cry for blessings on him: May he live Longer than I have time to tell his years! Ever belov'd, and loving, may his rule be! And, when old time shall lead him to his end, Goodness and he fill up one monument!
Lov. To the water side I must conduct your
KING HENRY VIII,
When I came hither, I was lord high constable, | To the good queen, possess'd him with a
Yet I am richer than my base accusers,
And with that blood will make them one day
My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,
Henry the seventh succeeding, truly pitying
Henry the eighth, life, honour, name, and all
A little happier than my wretched father:
A most unnatural and faithless service! [me,
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and Train.
2 Gent. If the duke be guiltless, "Tis full of woe: yet I can give you inkling Of an ensuing evil, if it fall, Greater than this.
1 Gent. Good angels keep it from us! [Sir? Where may it be? You do not doubt my faith, 2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill reA strong faith to conceal it.
1 Gent. Let me have it;
I do not talk much.
2 Gent. I am confident;
That will undo her: To confirm this too,
And merely to revenge him on the emperor,
That she should feel the smart of this? The
Will have his will, and she must fall.
Let's think in private more.
SCENE 11-An Ante-chamber in the Palace.
Cham. My lord,-The horses your lordship sent for, with all the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and furnished. They were young, and handsome; and of the best breed in the north. When they were ready to set out for London, a man of my lord cardinal's, by commission, and main power, took 'em from me; with this reason, not before the king: which stopped our mouths, -His master would be served before a subject, if
He will have all, I think.
Enter the Dukes of NORFOLK and SUFFOLK.
Nor. Well met, my good
Cham. Good day to both your graces.
Full of sad thoughts and troubles.
Cham. It seems, the marriage with his bro-
This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal:
Turns what he lists. The king will know him one day.
Suf. Pray God, he do! he'll never know himself else.
Nor. How holily he works in all his busi
And with what zeal! For now he has crack'd the league
You shall, Sir: did you not of late days hear Between us and the emperor, the queen's
A buzzing, of a separation
Between the king and Katharine?
1 Gent. Yes, but it held not:
For when the king once heard it, out of anger
2 Gent. But that slander, Sir,
Is found a truth now: for it grows again
Or some about him near, have, out of malice
* Great fidelity
He dives into the king's soul, and there
Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience,
And, out of all these to restore the king,