KING HENRY VIII. АСТ І. SCENE I. London. An antechamber in the Palace. Enter the Duke of Norfolk, at one door; at the other, the Duke of Buckingham, and the Lord Abergavenny. Buckingham. GOOD-morrow, and well met. How have you done, An untimely ague Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when Nor. * Henry VIII. and Francis I. king of France. In their embracement, as they grew together; Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have weigh'd Such a compounded one? Buck. All the whole time Then you lost I was my chamber's prisoner. Nor. The view of earthly glory: Men might say, The noble spirits to arms, they did perform Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous story, Being now seen possible enough, got credit, That Bevis was believ'd. Buck. O, you go far. Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect Glittering, shining. In opinion, which was most noble. In honour honesty, the tract of every thing Order gave each thing view; the office did Buck. Who did guide, I mean, who set the body and the limbs Of this great sport together, as you guess? Buck. I pray you, who, my lord? Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion Of the right reverend cardinal of York. Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is free'd From his ambitious finger. What had he To do in these fiercet vanities? I wonder, That such a keech § can with his very bulk Take up the rays o' the beneficial sun, And keep it from the earth. Nor. Surely, sir, There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends: Aber. I cannot tell What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye Pierce into that; but I can see his pride Peep through each part of him: Whence has he that? Or has given all before, and he begins * Certainly. S Lump of fat. + Practice. Proud. Buck. Why the devil, Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, Too, whom as great a charge as little honour Must fetch him in he papers. Aber. I do know Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have Buck. O, many IIave broke their backs with laying manors on them A most poor issue? Nor. Grievingly I think, The peace between the French and us not values Buck. Nor. Which is budded out; For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux. The ambassador is silenc'd? Aber. Nor. Is it therefore Marry, is't. Aber. A proper title of a peace; and purchas'd |