I read in his looks Buck. He's gone to the king; Nor. Buck. I'll to the king; And from a mouth of honor 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 overrunning. Know you not, The fire, that mounts the liquor till it 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, Buck. Sir, I am thankful to you; and I'll go along By your prescription. But this top-proud fellow, Say not, treasonous. 1 i. e. he stabs or wounds me by some artifice or fiction. Buck. To the king I'll say it; and make my vouch as strong As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox, That swallowed so much treasure, and like a glass Nor. 'Faith, and so it did. Buck. Pray, give me favor, sir. This cunning cardinal The articles o' the combination drew, As himself pleased; and they were ratified, But our count cardinal Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey, To the old dam, treason,)-Charles the emperor, 1 i. e. incites, or tempts. Does buy and sell his honor as he pleases, Nor. I am sorry To hear this of him; and could wish he were Buck. No, not a syllable; I do pronounce him in that very shape, He shall appear in proof. Enter BRANDON; a Sergeant at Arms before him, and two or three of the Guard. Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. Serg. Buck. Sir, Lo you, my lord, The net has fallen upon me; I shall perish Bran. I am sorry To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on The business present. You shall to the Tower. Buck. 'Tis his highness' pleasure, It will help me nothing, To plead mine innocence; for that dye is on me, Which makes my whitest part black. The will of Heaven Be done in this and all things!-I obey. O, my lord Aberga'ny, fare you well. Bran. Nay, he must bear you company.-The king [To ABERGAVENNY. Is pleased, you shall to the Tower, till you know How he determines further. Aber. 1 i. e. treachery. As the duke said, 2 I am sorry that I am obliged to be present, and an eye-witness of your loss of liberty. The will of Heaven be done, and the king's pleasure By me obeyed. Bran. Here is a warrant from The king, to attach lord Montacute,' and the bodies Buck. So, so; These are the limbs of the plot; no more, I hope. Buck. Bran. O, Nicholas Hopkins ? 3 He. Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er-great cardinal Hath showed him gold: my life is spanned already. I am the shadow of poor Buckingham; Whose figure even this instant cloud puts out,* By darkening my clear sun.-My lord, farewell. SCENE II. The Council Chamber. [Exeunt. Cornets. Enter KING HENRY, CARDINAL WOLSEY, the Lords of the Council, SIR THOMAS LOVELL, Officers, and Attendants. The King enters, leaning on the Cardinal's shoulder. K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it, Thanks you for this great care; I stood i' the level 5 Of a full-charged confederacy, and give thanks To you that choked it.-Let be called before us That gentleman of Buckingham's: in person I'll hear him his confessions justify; 1 This was Henry Pole, grandson to George duke of Clarence, and eldest brother to cardinal Pole. He had married lord Abergavenny's daughter. Though restored to favor at this juncture, he was executed for another alleged treason in this reign. 2 The name of this monk of the Chartreux was John de la Car, alias, de la Court. 3 Nicholas Hopkins, another monk of the same order, belonging to a religious house called Henton-beside-Bristow. 4 The old copy reads, "this instant sun puts on." 5 To stand in the level of a gun, is to stand in a line with its mouth. And point by point the treasons of his master The King takes his state. take their several places. self under the King's feet, The Lords of the Council The Cardinal places himon his right side. A noise within, crying, Room for the Queen. Enter the Queen, ushered by the Dukes of NORFOLK and SUFFOLK she kneels. The King riseth from his state, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her by him. Q. Kath. Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a suitor. K. Hen. Arise, and take place by us.-Half your suit Never name to us; you have half our power. The other moiety, ere you ask, is given; Q. Kath. That Thank your majesty. you would love yourself; and, in that love, Not unconsidered leave your honor, nor The dignity of your office, is the point Of my petition. K. Hen. Lady mine, proceed. Q. Kath. I am solicited, not by a few, And those of true condition, that your subjects Are in great grievance: there have been commissions Sent down among them, which hath flawed the heart My good lord cardinal, they vent reproaches Of these exactions, yet the king our master (Whose honor Heaven shield from soil!) even he es capes not Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks In loud rebellion. Not almost appears, Nor. |