A new hell in himself.

Buck.

Why the devil,

Upon this French going-out, took he upon him,
Without the privity o' the King, t' appoint
Who should attend on him? He makes up
file

Of all the gentry; for the most part such
To whom as great a charge as little honour
He meant to lay upon and his own letter,
The honourable Board of Council out,
Must fetch him in he papers.

Aber.

I do know

Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have
By this so sickened their estates, that never
They shall abound as formerly.

Buck.

O, many

the

Have broke their backs with laying manors on

them

For this great journey. What did this vanity,
But minister communication of

A most poor issue?

Nor.

Grievingly I think

The peace between the French and us not values The cost that did conclude it.

Buck.

Every man

After the hideous storm that followed, was

A thing inspired, and, not consulting, broke
Into a general prophecy, that this tempest,
Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded

The sudden breach on 't."

Nor.

Which is budded out;

Aber. A proper title of a peace, and purchased

The State takes notice of the private difference
Betwixt you and the Cardinal.

I advise you,—

And take it from a heart that wishes towards you
Honour and plenteous safety-that you read
The Cardinal's malice and his potency

Together; to consider further, that

What his high hatred would effect wants not
A minister in his power. You know his nature,
That he's revengeful; and I, know his sword
Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and 't may be said,

It reaches far; and where 't will not extend,
Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel,

You'll find it wholesome.

rock,

That I advise your shunning

Lo, where comes that

Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, the purse borne before him, certain of the Guard, and two Secretaries

with papers.

The Cardinal in his passage fixeth

his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him, both full of disdain

Wol. The Duke of Buckingham's surveyor? ha !

Where's his examination?

1 Secr.

Wol. Is he in person ready?

1 Secr.

Here, so please you.

Ay, please your grace.

Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and

Buckingham

Shall lessen this big look.

[Exeunt Cardinal and his Train.

Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouthed,

and I

Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore best Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book

Outworths a noble's blood.

Nor.

What, are you chafed ?

Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance

only

Which your disease requires.

Buck.

I read in 's looks

Matter against me; and his eye reviled
Me, as his abject object: at this instant

He bores me with some trick.

King;

I'll follow, and outstare him.

Nor.

He's gone to the

Stay, my lord,

And let your reason with your choler question
What 't is you go about. To climb steep hills
Requires slow pace at first: anger is like
A full-hot horse, who being allowed his way,
Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England
Can advise me like you: be to yourself

As you would to your friend.

Buck.

I'll to the King;

And from a mouth of honour quite cry down
This Ipswich fellow's insolence, or proclaim
There's difference in no persons.

Nor.

Be advised;
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it do singe yourself. We may outrun
By violent swiftness that which we run at,
And lose by over-running. Know you not,

The fire that mounts the liquor till 't run o er,

In seeming to augment it, wastes it? Be advised: I say again, there is no English soul

More stronger to direct you than yourself,

If with the sap of reason you would quench,
Or but allay, the fire of passion.

Buck.

Sir,

I am thankful to you, and I'll go along

By your prescription; but this top-proud fellow,-
Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but
From sincere motions,-by intelligence,
And proofs as clear as founts in July when
We see each grain of gravel, I do know

To be corrupt and treasonous.

Nor.

Say not, 'treasonous.'

Buck. To the King I'll say 't; and make my

vouch as strong

As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox,
Or wolf, or both-for he is equal ravenous,
As he is subtle, and as prone to mischief
As able to perform 't, his mind and place
Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally—
Only to show his pomp as well in France
As here at home, suggests the King, our master,
To this last costly treaty, the interview,

That swallowed so much treasure, and like a glass