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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 Buck.
ingham, 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; Tip.
staves before him, the are with the edge towards him; halberds on each side: with him Sir Tho. mas 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, Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me. I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgement, 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 pot 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 Chris.
And, as the long divorce of steel falls on me,
Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity,
Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you,
Lov. To the water-side I must conduct your grace;
Nay, sir Nicholas,
Being distress’d, was by that wretch betray'd,
me! [Ereunt Buckingham and train. 1 Gent. O, this is full of pity !--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 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! 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.
C 2 .
Let me have it;
I am confident;
Yes, but it held not;
But that slander, sir,
'Tis the cardinal; And merely to revenge him on the emperor, For not bestowing on him, at his asking, The archbishoprick 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.
* Great fidelity.
An ante-chamber in the palace.
Enter the Lord Chamberlain, reading a letter.
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,-His master would be served before a subject, if not before 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
Good day to both your graces.
I left him private,
What's the cause? Cham. It seems, the marriage with his brother's
wife Has crept too near his conscience. Suff.
No, his conscience Has crept too near another lady. Nor.
'Tis so; This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal: That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune,