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Who was enroll'd'mongst wonders, and when we,
Almost with ravish'd list'ning, could not find
His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady,
Hath into monstrous habits put the graces
That once were his, and is become as black
As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you shall hear
#. was his gentleman in trust,) of him
lings to strike honour sad.—Bid him recount
The fore-recited practices; whereof
We cannot feel too little, hear too much.
Wol. Stand forth; and with bold spirit relate
what you,
Most like a careful subject, have collected
Out of the duke of Buckingham.
K. Hen. Speak freely.
Surv. First, it was usual with him, every day
It would infect his speech, That if the king
Should without issue die, he'd carryl it so
To make the sceptre his: These very words
I have heard him utter to his son-in-law,
Lord Aberga'ny; to whom by oath he menac'd
Revenge upon the cardinal.
;" Please your highness, note
This dangerous conception in this point.
Not friended by his wish, to your high person
His will is most malignant; and it stretches
Beyond you, to your friends.
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, ott My learn'd lord cardinal, Deliver all with charity. K. H.

... fierz. Speak on:

How grounded he his title to the crown,
Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him
At any time speak aught?

Surv. He was brought to this By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins.

K. Hen. W. was that Hopkins?

Surv. Sir, a Chartreux friar, His confessor; who fed him every minute With words of sovereignty.

K. Hen. How know'st thou this?

Surv. Not long before your highness sped to

France, The duke being at the Rose? within the parish Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand What was the h amongst the Londoners Concerning the French journey: I replied, Men fear'd, the French would prove perfidious, To the king's danger. Presently the duke Said, "Twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted, 'Twould prove the verity of certain words Spoke by a holy monk; That oft, says he, Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour To hear from him a matter of some moment: Whom after under the confession's seal He solemnly had sworn, that, what he spoke, JMy chaplain to no creature living, but To me, should utter, with demure con ce This pausingly ensu'd-Meither the king, nor his rs,

(Tell you the duke) shall prosper: bid him strive
To o: the love of the commonally; the duke
Shall govern England.

Q. K.
You were the duke's

office On the complaint o'the tenants: Take good heed, You charge not in your spleen a noble person, And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heed;" Yes, heartily beseech you. K. Hen.

If I know you well, surveyor, and lost your

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(1) Conduct, (2) Now Moylor, School.

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Surv. On my soul, I'll speak but truth. I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas

dang'rous for him,

To ruminate on this so far, until
It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd,
It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush."
It can do me no da • adding further,
That, had the king in ; last sickness fail'd,
The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads
Should have gone off.

K. Hen. Ha! what, so rank? Ah, ha! There's mischief in this man:-Canst thou say fur

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Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should iuggle Men into: strange mysteries? Sands. New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous, Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. ham. As far as I see, all the good our English Have got by the late voyage, is but merely A fit or two of the face; but they are shrewdones; For when they hold them, you would swear directly, Their very noses had been counsellors To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so. Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones; one would take it, That never saw them pace before, the spavin,

(3) Grimace,

A springhalt reign'd among them. ham. Death! my lord, Their clothes are after such a in cut too.

That, sure, they have worn out Christendom. How now *

What news, sir Thomas Lovell? Enter Sir Thomas Lovell.

Lop. 'Faith, my lord, I hear of none, but the new proclamation That's clapp'd upon the court-gate. Cham. What is't for? llants,

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Lov. The reformation of our travell'd That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.

Cham. I am glad, 'tis there; now I would pray

our nonsieurs

To think an English courtier may be wise,
And never see . Louvre.2

Lov. They must either §: so run the conditions) leave these remnants

fool, and feather, that they got in France,

With all their honourable points of ignorance,
Pertaining thereunto (as fights, and #.
Abusing better men than they can be,
Out of a foreign wisdom,) o clean
The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings,
Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel,
And understand again like honest men;
Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it,
They may, cum privilegio, wear away
The o of their lewdness, and be laugh'd at.

Sands. 'Tis time to give them physic, their dis

eases hing Are grown so catching.

Cham. What a loss our ladies Will have of these trim vanities'

- Ay, marry, There will be wo indeed, lords; the sly whore

sons 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

song, And have our of hearing; and, by’r-lady, Held current music too. frt. Well said, lord Sands; Your colt's tooth is not cast yet. Sands. No, my lord; Nor shall not, while I have a stump. Whii. inor? Sir Thomas, itner were you a Lov. y going To the cardinal's; Your lordship is a guest too. Cham. O, 'tis true: This night he makes a supper, and a great one, To many lords and ladies; there will be The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you. Lov. That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed, A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dews fall every where. Cham. No doubt, he's noble; He had a black mouth, that said other of him. nds. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal; in him, i.; would show a worse sin than ill doctrine: Men of his way should be most liberal,

1) A disease incident to horses. 2) A palace at Paris. (3) With authority.

They are set here for examples. 3. p o they are so; But few now give so greatones. My barge stays: Yourlordshi o along-Come, good .#. We shall be late else: which I would not be, For I was spoke to, with sir Henry Guildford, This night, to be comptrollers. o: I am yourlordship's. [Exeunt. SCENTE IV.-The presence chamber in Yorkplace. Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Cardinal, a longer table for the guests. Enter at one door, Anne Bullen, and divers Lords, Ladies, and Gentlewomen, as guests; at another door, enter Sir Henry Guildford.

Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from hisgrace Salutes ye all: This night he dedicates To fair content, and you : none here, he ho In all this noble bevy, has brought with her One care abroad; he : have *::::: As first- corn * wine, welcome, Can #: o my lord, you aretardy; Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir

Thomas Lovell. The very thought of this fair company Clapp'd wings to me. ham. You are o sir Harry Guildford.

Sands. 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 con

fessor

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I were unmannerly, to take you out,
And not to kiss you.-Ahealth, gentlemen,
Let it go round.
jo. Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready
I'the privy chamber?
Lov. Yes, my lord.
Wol.
I fear, with dancing is a little heated.
K. Hen. I fear, too much.
JWol. There's fresher air, my lord,
In the next chamber. -
K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, everyone.—Sweet
partner,
I must not yet forsake you —Let's be merry:--
Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths
To ... 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.

Your grace,

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not: And so his peers, upon this evidence, Have found him guilty of high treason. Much He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all Was either pitied in him, or forgotten. 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself? 1 Gent. When he was brought again to the bar, to hear His knell rung out, his judgment, he was stirr'd With such an agony, he sweat extremely, And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty: But he fell to É. 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 He may a little grieve at.

2 Gent. Certainly, The cardinal is the end of this.

1 Gent. 'Tis likely,

#. all conjectures: First, Kildare's attainder,
hen 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 - 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 .* on; call him, bounteous Buck-

ing 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; Tipstaves before him, the are with the edge towards him; halberds on each side; with him, Sir Thomas Lovell, Sir Nicholas Vaux, Sir William Sands, and common people. %. Let's stand close, and behold him. tick. All good le 'You that thus far have come to pity ine, people,

(1) Close.

Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me.
I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment,
And by that name must die; Yet, heaven bear wit-

ness, And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful! The law I bear no malice for my death, It has done, upon the premises, but justice: But those, that sought it, I could wish more Christians: Be what they will, I heartily forgive them: Yet let them look, they glory not in mischief, Nor build their evils on the graves of great men; For then my . blood must cry against them: For further life in this world I ne'er hope, Nor will I sue, although the ki More than I dare make faults.

me,

And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
His noble friends, and fellows, whom to leave
Is only bitter to him, only dying,
Go with me, like good angels, to my end;
And, as the long divorce of steel falls on me,
Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice,
And lift my soultoheaven.—Leadon, o'God's name.

Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity,
If ever any malice in your heart
Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly.

Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you, As I would be forgiven: I forgive all; There cannot be those numberless offences 'Gainst me, I can't take peace with: no black envy Shall makel my grave.—Commendme to his grace; And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him, You met him half in heaven: My vows and prayers Yet are the king

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'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

grace;

Then give my charge up to sir Nicholas Waux,
Who undertakes you to your end.

Paur. Prepare there,
The duke is coming: see, the barge be ready;
And fit it with such furniture, as suits
The greatness of his person.

Buck. Nay, sir Nicholas, Let it alone; my state now will but mock me. When I came hither, I was lord high constable, And *.: Buckingham; now, poor Edward

un: Yet I am richer than my base accusers, That never knew what truth meant: I now sealitAnd with that blood will make them one day groan

for’t.

My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,

ho first rais'd head against usurping Richard, Flying for succour to his servant Banister, Being distress'd, was by that wretch betray'd, And without trial fell; God's peace be o, him : Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying My father's loss, like a most royal prince, Restor'd me to my honours, and out of ruins, Mademy name once more noble. Now his son, Henry the Eighth, life, honour, name, and all That made me happy, at one stroke has taken For ever from the world. I had my trial, And, must needs say, a noble one; which makesme A little happier than my wretched father: Yet thus far we are one in fortunes, Both Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd most

A most unnatural and faithless service:
Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear me,
This from a dying man receive as certain:
Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels,
Be sure, you be not loose; for those you make
friends,
And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
Like water from ye, never found again
But where they mean to sink ye. All good people,
Pray for me! I must now forsake ye; the last hour,
Qf my long weary life is come upon me.
Farewell:
And when you would say something that is sad,
Speak how I fell—I have done; and God forgive
me! ...[Ereunt Buckingham and train.
1 Gent. O, this is full of ity!—Sir, it calls,
I fear, too many curses on their heads,

That were the authors.
2 Gent. If the duke be guiltless,
Tis full of wo; yet I can give you inkling
Of an ensuing evil, if it fall, -
Greater than this.

1 Gent. Good angels keep it from us! Where may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir?

2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill require A strong faith to conceal it.

1 Gent. Let me have it; I do not talk much. 2 Gent I am confident;

You shall, sir; Did you not of late days hear
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
He sent command to the lord mayor, straight
To stop the rumour, and allay those tongues
That #. disperse it.

2 Gent. But that slander, sir, Is found a truth now: for it grows again Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certain, The king will venture at it. Either the cardinal, Or some about him near, have, out of malice To the good queen, possess'd him with a scruple That will undo her: To confirm this too, Cardinal Campeius is arriv'd, and lately; As all think, for this business.

1 Gent. "Tis the cardinal; And merely to revenge him on the emperor, For not bestowing on him, at his asking, The archbishopric of Toledo, this is purpos'd.

2 Gent. I think, you have hit the mark: But is't

not cruel,

That she should feel the smart of this? The cardinal Will have his will, and she must fall.

1 Gent. 'Tis woful. We are too open here to argue this; Let's think in private more. [Ereunt.

SCENE II—An ante-chamber in the palace. Enter the Lord Chamberlain, reading a letter.

Cham. JMylord-The horses your lordship sent for, with all the care I had, I saw well chosen, rid. den, and furnished. They were young, and hand. some; 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, His master would be served before a subject, if not be. fore the king: which stopped our mouths, sir.

I fear, he will, indeed: Well, let him have them.

He will have all, I think. Enter the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk. - Well met, my good

JNoor. Lord chamberlain. Cham. Good day to both your graces. Suff. How is the king employ'd? Cham. I left him private, Full of sad thoughts and troubles. JWor. What's the cause * Cham. * the marriage with his brother's wife Has crept too near his conscience. Suff. No, his conscience Has crept too near another lady. .Noor. 'Tis so: This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal: That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune, Turns what he lists. The king will know him one

dav. Suff. to, God, he do! he'll never know himself else. .Nor. How holily he works in all his business! And with what zeal For, now he has crack'd the league Between us and the emperor, the queen's great nephew, He dives into the king's soul; and there scatters Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience, Fears, and despairs, and all these for his marriage: And, out of all these to restore the king, He counsels a divorce; a loss of her, That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years About his neck, yet never lost her lustre; Of her, that loves him with that excellence That angels love good men with; even of her That, ". the greatest stroke of fortune falls, Will bless the king: And is not this course pious? Cham. Heaven keep me from such counses: 'Tis most true, These news are every where; every tongue speaks them, And every true heart weeps for't; All, that dare k into these affairs, see this main end,he French king's sister. Heavenwill one day open The king's eyes, that so long have slept upon This bold bad man. §s. And free us from his slavery. or. We had need pray, And heartily, for our deliverance; Or this imperious man will work us all From princes into pages: all men's honours Lie in one lump before him, to be fashion'd Into what pitch” he please. Suso. For me, my lords, I love him not, nor fear him; there's my creed: As I am made without him, so I’ll stand, If the king please; his curses and his blessings Touch she alike, they are breath I not believe in. I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him To him, that made him proud, the pope. .Noor. Let's in: And, with some other business, put the king From these sad thoughts, that work too much upon him :— My lord, you'll bear us company Cham. - Excuse me: The king hath sent me other-where: Besides, You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him: Health to your lordships. .Noor Thanks, my good lord chamberlain. [Erit Lord Chamberlain.

(1) Great fidelity.

(2) High or low.

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