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And for me,
Thanks you for this great care: I stood i' the level The sixth part of his substance, to be levied
bold mouths :
Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts And point by point the treasons of his master
freeze He shall again relate.
Allegiance in them; their curses now The King takes his state. The Lords of the Live where their prayers did ; and it's come to Council take their several places. The Cardi pass, nal places himself under the King's feel, on That tractable obedience is a slave his right side
To each incensed will. I would, your highness
Enter the Queen, ushered by the Dukes of There is no primer business.
By my life, riseth from his state, takes her up, kisses, and This
is against our pleasure.
A single voice; and that not pass'd me, but
Traduc'd by ignorant tongues, which neither
The chronicles of my doing, - let me say,
Thank your majesty. "Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake
To cope malicious censurers; which ever, of my petition.
As ravenous fishes, do a vessel follow
Lady mine, proceed. That is new trimm'd; but benefit no further
Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
In fear, our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at,
Things done well,
Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent
And stick them in our will Sixth part of each ?
A trembling contribution! Why, we take,
I put it to your care.
A word with you.
[TO the Secretary. dinal,
Let there be letters writ to every shire,
Please you, sir, Hardly conceive of me ; let it be nois'd,
That, through our intercession, this revokement
Further in the proceeding. |Exit Secretary
No, my lord,
It grieves many :
Still exaction ! When these so noble benefits shall prove
I am much too ventnronis They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ngly
Almost with ravish'd list’ning, could not find
His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady, There's mischief in this man :Canst thou say Hath into monstrous habits put the graces
further ? That once were his, and is become as black
Surv. I can, my liege, As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us, you shall hear K. Hen.
Proceed. (This was his gentleman in trust) of him
Being at Greenwich, Things to strike honour' sad. -Bid him recount After your highness had reprov'd the duke The fore-recited practices; whereof
About Sir William Blomer, We cannot feel too little, hear too much.
I remember, Wol. Stand forth; and with bold spirit relate of such a time :-Being my servant sworn, what you,
The duke retain's him his-But on; What Most like a careful subject, have collected
hence? Out of the Duke of Buckingham.
Surv. If quoth he,I
for this had been committed, K. Hen.
Speak freely. A8, to the Tower, 1 thoughi,- I would have Surv. First, it was usual with him, every day play'd It would infect his speech, That is the king The part my father meant to act upon Should without issue die, he'd carry it so The usurper Richard: who,being ai Salisbury, To make the sceptre his : These very words Made suit to come in his presence ; whick i I have heard him utter to his son-in-law,
Have put his knife into him.
A giant traitor
Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in Not friended by his wish, to your high person
freedom, His will is most malignant, and it stretches And this man out of prison ? Beyond you, to your friends.
God mend all ! Q. Kaik.
My learn'd lord cardinal, K. Hen. There's something more would out of Deliver all with charity:
thee; What say'st ? K. Hen.
Speak on :
Sury. After-the duke his father, -with the How grounded he his title to the crown,
(dagger, Upon our fail ? to this point hast thou heard him He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his At any time speak aught?
Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes, Surt.
He was brought to this He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenour By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins. Was-Were he evil us'd, he would outgo K. Hen. What was that Hopkins ?
His father, by as much as a performance Surv.
Sir, a Chartreux friar, Does an irresolute purpose. His confessor ; who fed him every minute
There's his period, With words of sovereignty.
To sheath his knife in us. He is attach'd;
How know'st thou this ? Call him to present trial : it he may
Let him not seek’t of 11s: By day ard night,
(Eseunt Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand
SCENE III. A Room in the Palace What was the speech amongst the Londoners Concerning the French journey : I replied, Enter the Lord Chamberlain, and Lord Sands Men fear', the French would prove perfidious, Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should To the king's danger. Presently the duke
juggle Said, 'Twas the fear indeed ; and that he doubted, Men into such strange mysteries? "Twould prove the verity of certain words Sands.
New castoms, Spoke by a holy monk : Thul oft, says he, Though they be never so ridieulous, Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit
Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour Cham. As far as I see, all the good our English To hear from him a matter of some moment : Have got by the late voyage, is but merely Whom after under the confession's seal
A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones; He solemnly had sworn, that what he spoke, For when they hold them, you would swear My chaplain, to no creature living, but
directly, To me, should utter, with demure confidence Their very noses had been counsellors This pausingly ensued, -Neither the king, nor To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so. his hcirs
Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones; (Tell you the duke,) shall prosper : bid him one would take it, strive
That never saw them pace before, the spavin,
Death ! my lord,
If I know you well, Their clothes are after such a pagan ut too,
Enter Sir Thomas Lovell.
Faith, my lord,
I hear of none, but the new proclamation
What is't for? The monk might be deceiv'd ; and that 'twas Lov. The reformation of our travellkt gallants, dang'rous for him
That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors
Cham. I am glad, 'tis there : now I would pray
Tush! To think an English courtier may be wise,
They must either
(For so run the conditions) leave these remnanta K. Hen.
OS fool, and feather, that they got in France,
Pertaining thereunto, (as fights, and fireworks ; Cham. You are young, Sir Harry Guildford. Abusing better men than they can be,
Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal Out of a foreign wisdom.) renouncing clean But half my lay-thoughts in him, soine of these The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings, Should find a running banquet ere they rested, Short blister'd breeches, and those types of think, would better please them : By my life, travel,
They are a sweet society of fair ones. And understand again like honest men ;
Lov. O, that your lordship were but now conOr pack to their old play fellows: there, I take it, fesssor They may, cum privilegio, wear away
To one or two of these! The lag end of their lewdness, and be laugh'd at. Sands.
I would, I were ; Sands. 'Tis time to give them physick, their They should find easy penance. diseases
'Faith, how easy 7 Are grown so catching.
Sands. As easy as a down bed would afford it. Cham.
What a loss our ladies Cham. Sweet' ladies, will it please you sit ? Will have of these trim vanities!
Sir Harry, Lov.
Ay, marry, Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this: There will be wo indeed, lords; the sly whore. His grace is entring: -Nay, you must not freeze;
plac'd together kes cold weaHave got a speeding trick to lay down ladies;
ther:A French song, and a fiddle, has no fellow. My Lord Sands, you are one will keep them Sands. The devil fiddle them! I am glad,
waking; they're going
Pray, sit between these ladies. (For, sure, there's no converting of ihem :) now Sands.
By my faith, an honest country lord, as I am, beaten And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet A long time out of play, may bring his plain song, ladies : And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r lady,
[Seats himself between Anne Bullen and Held current musick too.
another Lady. Chan.
Well said, Lord Sands: If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; Your colt's tooth is not cast yet.
I had it from my father.
Was he mad, sir ? Nor shall not, while I have a stump.
Sands. 0, very mad, exceeding mad, in love Cham.
Sir Thomas, too: Whither were you a going?
But he would bite none; just as I do now, Lov.
To the cardinal's; He would kiss you twenty with a breath. Your lordship is a guest too.
[Kisses her. Cham. 0, 'tis true : Chum.
Well said, my lord. This night he makes a supper, and a great one, So, now you are fairly seated :-Gentleinen, To many lords and ladies; there will be The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you. Pass away frowning. Lov. That churchman bears a bounteous mind Sands.
For my little cure,
Let me alone.
Hautboys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, attended;
and takes his state. He had a black mouth, that said other of him. Sands. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal;
Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that in him,
noble larly, Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine: Or gentleman, that is not freely merry, Men of his way should be most liberal,
Is not my friend : This, to confirm my welcome; They are set here for examples.
And to you all good health.
Drinks Слат. True, they are so :/ Sands.
Your grace is noble ;But few now give so great ones.
My barge stays : Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks, Your lordship shall along :-Come, good Sir And save me so much talking. Thomas,
My Lord Sands, We shall be late else: which I would not be,
I am beholden to you: cheer your neighbours. For I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford,
Ladies, you are not merry ;-Gentlemen, This night to be comptrollers.
Whose fault is this? Sands.
The red wine first must rise I am your lordship’s., Sands. [Exeunt. In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have
them SCENE IV.
Talk us to silence. The Presence Chamber in York Place. Anne. You are a merry gamester, my ord Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Sands. Cardinal, a longer table for the guests. Enter
Sands. Yes, if I make my play. at one door Anne Bullen, and divers Lords, Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, Ladies, and Gentlewomen, as guests ; at For 'tis to such a thing,
Anne. another door, enter Sir Henry Guildford.
You cannot show me.
Sande. I told your grace, they would talk anon. Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his
(Drum and trumpets within : Chambers grace
discharged Salutes ye all: This night he dedicates
What's that? To fair content, and you: none here, he hopes, Cham. Look out there, some of you. In all this noble bevy, has brought with her
(Erit a Servant. One care abroad: he would have all as merry
What warlike voice ? As first-good company, good wine, good wel. And to what end is this ?-Nay, ladies, fear not;
come, Can make good people.--0, my lord, you are By all tho laws of war you are privileg'd. tardy :
Cham. How now ? what is 't ?
A noble troop of strangers, The very thought of this fair company For so they seem : they have left their barge, Clapp'd wings to me.
1'll save you
And hither make, as great ambassadors
Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banc uet ready From foreign princes.
l' the privy chamber?
Yes, my lord.
I fear, with dancing is a little heated.
There's fresher air, my lord, Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty in the next chamber. Shall shine at full upon them :-Some attend K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one. him.
Sweet partner, [Exit Chamberlain, attended. All arise, I must not yet forsake you :-Let's be merry and tables removed.
Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen
healths You have now a broken banquet ; but we'll mend it.
To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure A good digestion to you all: and, once more, To lead them once again; and then let's dream shower a welcome on you :-Welcome all. Who's best in favour. -Let the musick knockit.
[Eteunt, with trumpets. Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve others,
as Maskers, habited like Shepherds, with sixteen Torchbearers: ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the Cardi
ACT II. nal, and gracefully salute him.
SCENE I. A Street.
I Gent. Whither away so fast?
0,-God save you! Of this so noble and so fair assembly
Even to the hall, to hear what shall become This night to meet here, they could do no less, of the great duke of Buckingham. Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, 1 Gent. But leave their focis; and under your fair con- That labour, sir. All's now done, but the cere duct,
mony Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat Of bringing back the prisoner. An hour of revels with them.
Were you there? Wol.
Say, lord chamberlain, 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I. They have done my poor house grace; for which 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? I pay them
1 Gent. You may guess quickly what. A thousand thanks, and pray them take their 2 Gent.
Is he found guilty? pleasures.
i Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemo'd upon it [Ladies chosen for the dance. The King 2 Gent. I am sorry for't. chooses Anne Bollen.
So are a number more. K. Hen. The sairest band I ever touch'd! 0, 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it? beanty,
i Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke Till now I never knew thee. [Musick. Dance. Came to the bar; where, to his accusations, Wol. My lord,
He pleaded still not guiliy, and alleg'd
Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
Of divers witnesses ; which the duke desir'd More worthy this place than myself; to whom To have bronght, viva voce, to his face: If I but knew him, with my love and duty At which appear'd against him, his surveyor; I would surrender it.
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor ; and John Court,
Confessor to him; with that devil-monk,
That was he, Wol. What say they ?
That fed him with his prophecies?
The same There is, indeed; which they would have your all these accus'd him strongly; which he fain grace
Would have flung from him, but, indeed he could Find out, and he will take it.
Let me see then.-And so his peers, upon this evidence,
(Comes from his state. Have found him guilty of high treason. Mach By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here l'ul He spoke, and learnedly, for life : but all make
Was either pitied in him or forgotten. My royal choice.
2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself 1 K. Hen. You have found him, cardinal : i Gent. When he was brought again to the
| Unmasking. bar,-to hear You hold a fair assembly ; you do well, lord: His knell rung out, his judgment,- he was stirr'd You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal, With such an agony, he sweat extremely, I should judge now unhappily.'
And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty: Wol.
I am glad, But he fell to hiniself again, and, sweetly, Your grace is grown so pleasant.
In all the rest show'd a most noble patience. K. Hen.
My lord chamberlain 2 Gent. I do not think, he fears death, Pr'ythec, come hither : Whai fair lady's that? 1 Gent
Sure, he does not, Cham. An't please your grace, Sir Thomas He never was so womanish; the cause Bullen's danghter,
He may a little grieve at. The Viscount Rochford, one of her highness' 2 Gent.
The cardinal is the end of this. K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one. 1 Gent.
'Tis likely, Sweetheart,
By all conjectures: First, Kildare's attainder, I were unmannerly, to take you out, And not 10 kiss you.--A health, gentlemen,
Then deputy of Ireland ; who remov'd,
Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too, Let it go round
Lest he should help his father.
That trick of state And duke of Buckingham ; now, poor Edward Was a deep envious one.
Bohun : 1 Gent.
At his return,
Yet I am richer than my base accusers, No doubt, he will requite it. This is neted, That never knew what truth ineant: I now seal And generally : whvever the king favours, The cardinal instantly will find employinent, And with that blood will make them one day And far enough from court too.
groan for't. 2 Gent.
All the commons My noble father, Henry of Buckingham, Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, Who first rais'd 'head against usurping Richard, Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much Flying for succour to his servant Banister, They love and dote on; call him bounteous Being distress'd, was by that wretch betray'd, Buckingham,
And without trial fell; God's peace be with The mirror of all courtesy ;1 Gent.
Stay there, sir, Henry the Seventh, succeeding, truly pitying And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of. My father's loss, like a most royal prince, Enter Buckingham from his arraignment; Made my name ouce more noble. Now his son,
Restor'd me to my honours, and, out of ruins, Tipstaves before him, the axe with the edge Henry the Eighth, lite, honour, name, and all towards him ; halberds on each side :, with That made me happy, at one stroke bas taken him, Sir Thomas Lovell, Sir Nicholas Vaux, For ever from the world. I had my trial, Sir William Sands, and common People.
And, must needs say, a noble one; which makes 2 Geni. Let's stand close, and behold him.
All good people, A little happier than my wretched father : You that thus far have come to pity me,
Yet thus far we are one in fortunes -Both Hear what I say, and then go home and lose Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd most;
A most natural and faithless service! I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear And by that name must die; Yet, heaven bear witness,
This from a dying man receive as certain : And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, Where you are liberal of your loves, and counEven as the axe falls, it I be not faithful! The law I bear no malice for iny death, Be sure, you be not loose; for those you make k has done, upon the premises, but justice :
friends, But those,' that sought it, I'could wish more And give your hearts to, when they once perceive christians :
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away Be what they will, I heartily forgive them : Like water from ye, never found again Yet let then look they glory nat in mischief, But where they mean to sink ye. All good peoNor build their evils on the graves of great men; ple, For then my guiltless blood must cry against Pray for me! I must now forsake ye; the last them.
Jour For further life in this world I ne'er hope, Of my long weary life is come upon me. Nor will I sne, although the king have mercies Farewell : More than I dare make faults. You few that And when you wonld say something that is sad,
Speak how I fell. I have done; and God forgive Aad dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
me ! | Ereunt Buckingham and Train. His noble friends, and fellows, whom to leave 1 Genl. O, this is full of pity!-Sir, it calls, is only bitter to him, only dying,
I fear, too many curses on their heads,
If the duke be guiltless,
Greater than this. ! Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity, I Gent.
Good angels keep it from us! If ever any malice in your heart
Where may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir. Were hid agaiust me, now to forgive me frankly. 2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill reyuire Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as tree forgive you, A strong faith to conceal it. As I would be forgiven: I forgive all;
Let me have it. There cannot be those numberless ottences I do not talk much. 'Gainst me, I can't take peace with : no black 2 Gent.
I am confident: envy
You shall, sir : Did you not of late days hear Shall make my grave.-Commend me to his A buzzing, of a separation grace ;
Between the king and Katharine ? And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him.1 Gent.
Yes, but it held not. You met himn half in heaven: my vows and For when the king once heard it, out of anger priyers
He sent command to the lord mayor, straight Yet are the king's; and, till my soul forsake me, To stop the rumour, and allay those congues Shall cry for blessings on him: May he live That durst disperse it. Longer ihan I have time to tell his years! 2 Gent.
But that slander, sir, Ever belov'd, and loving, may his rule be! Is found a truth now; for it grows again And, when old time shall lead him to his end, Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certain, Goodness and he fill up one monument ! The king will venture at it. Either the cardinai. Lov. To the water side I must conduct your or some about him near, have, ont of malice grace;
To the good queen, possess'd him with a scruple Then give my charge up to Sir Nicholas Vaux, That will undo her: To confirm this too, Who undertakes you to your end.
Cardinal Campeius is arriv'd, and lately'; VILE.
Prepare there, As all think, for this business. The duke is coming: see, the barge be ready; 1 Gent.
'Tis the cardinal; And fit i: with such furniture, as suits
And merely to revenge him on the emperor, The greatness of his person.
For not bestowing on him, at his asking, Buck.
Nay, Sir Nicholas, The archbishoprick of Toledo, this is purpos'd. Let it alone; my state now will but mock me. 2 Genl. I think you have hit the mark". But When I came hither, I was lord high constable, is't not cruel,