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Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand King. A giant traitor!
[freedom, What was the speech among the Londoners · Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in Concerning the French journey? I reply'd, And this man out of prison? Men fear'd, the French would prove perfidious, Queen. God mend all! To the king's danger. Presently the duke 5 King. There's something more would out of Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted,
thee; What say'st ?
[knife,-Twould prove the verity of certain words Sury. After-the duke his father,--with-the Spoke by a holy monk; that oft, says he, Hestretch'd him and with one hand on his dagger, Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit
Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes,
His father, by as much as a perforınance
King. There's his period,
you the duke) shall prosper: bid him strive Find mercy in the law, 'tis his; it none, For the love of the commonalty; the duke Let him not seek 't of us: By day and night, Shall govern England.
He's traitor to the height.
[Excunt. Queen. If I know you well,
SCENE III. You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office
An Apartment in the Palace. On the complaint o' the tenants : Take good heed, Enter ihe Lord Chamberlain, and Lord Sands. You charge not in your spleen a noble person, Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should And spoil your nobler soul; I say, take heed; Men into such strange mysteries ? (juggle Yes, heartily beseech you.
Sands. New customs, King. Let him on:
Though they be never so ridiculous, Go forward.
Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. Surv. On my soul, I'II speak but truth.
Cham. As far as I see, all the good our English I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions Have got by the late voyage, is but merely The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas 30 A fitortwoo'the face'; but they are shrewd ones; dang'rous for him
For,when they hold thein, you would swear directTo ruminate on this so far, until
Their very noses had been counsellors [ly, It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so. It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush! Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones; It can do me no damage: adding further, 35
one would take it, That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd, That never saw them pace before, the sparin The cardinal's and Sir Thomas Lovel's heads And springhalt“ reign'd among 'em. Should have gone off .
Chim. Death! my lord, King. Ha! what, so rank'? Ah, ha! [further? Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too, There's mischief in this man :- -Canst thou say 40 That,sure, they have worn out Christendom. How Suro. I can, my liege.
What news, Sir Thomas Lovel?
[nowi King. Proceed.
Enter Sir Thomas Lovel.
Lor. Faith, my lord,
45 That's clapp'd upon the court gate. k'ing. I remember
Cham. What is 't for: Of such a time:-Being my sworn servant, L'o. The reformation of our travell’d gallants, The duke retain'd him his.—But on; What hence: T'lsat fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
Suro. If, quoth he, I for this had been conimitted, Cham. I am glad 'tis thcre; now I would pray
To think an English courtier may be wise,
(For so run the conditions) leave these remnants Hare put his knife into him.
55 of fool, and feather', that they got in France, • Rank weeds are weeds that are grown up to great height and strength.What, says the king, was he advanced to this pitch ? • Mysteries were allegorical shews, which the mummers of those times cxhibited in odd and fantastic habits. Mysteries are used, by an easy figure, for those that exhibited mysteries; and the sense is only, that the travelled Englishmen were metamorphosed, by foreign fashions, into such an uncouth appearance, that they looked like mummers in a mystery. 3 A fit of the face seems to be what we now term a grimace, an artificial cast of the countenance.
* The stringhalt, or springhalt, is a disease incident to horses, which gives them
a convulsive motion in their paces. * This does not allude to the feathers anciently worn in the hats and caps of our countrymen (a circumstance to which no ridicule could justly belong), but to an effeminate fashion of young genticmen carrying funs of feathers in their hande.
Lot. Av, marry,
With all their honourable points of ignorance Salutes you all: This night he dedicates Pertaining thereunto, (as tights, and fireworks ; To fair content, and you: noné here, he hopes, Abusing better men than they can be,
In all this noble bevy, has brought with her Out of a foreign wisdoin) renouncing clean
One care abroad; he would have all as merry The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings, 5 As first-good company, good wine, good welcome, Short blister'd breeches', and those types of travel, Can make good people.-0,mylord, youare tardy; And understand again like honest men;
Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir Or pack to their old play-fellows: there, I take it,
Thomas Locel. They may, cum privilegio, wear away
The very thought of this fair company The lag end of their lewdness, and be laugh'd at. 10 Clapp'd wings to me.
Saids. 'Tis time to give them physick, their Cham. You are young, Sir Harry Guilford. Are grown so catching.
[diseases Sands. Sir Thonias Lovel, had the cardinal Chem. What a loss our ladies
But half my lay-thoughts in him, some of these Will have of these trim vanities !
Should find a running banquet ere they rested,
(sons 15 I think, would better please 'em: By my life, There will be woe indeed, lords: the sly whore- They are a sweet society of fair ones. [fessor Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies ; Lor. O, that your lordship were but now conA French song, and a tiddle, has no fellow. [going ; To one or two of these!
Sands. The deviltiddle'em! I am glad, they're Sands. I would, I were ; (For, sure, there's no converting of 'em) now 20 They should find easy penance: An bonest country lord, as I am, beaten
Lör. 'Faith, how easy? A long time out of play, may bring his plain song, Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it. And have an hour of hearing; and, by ’r lady, Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit? Sir Held current music too.
Harry, Chum. Well said, lord Sands;
25 Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this : Your colt's tooth is not cast yet.
His grace is ent'ring.–Nay, you must not freeze; Sun:ls. No, my lord;
Twowomen plac'd together make cold weather:Nor shall not, while I have a stump.
My lord Sands, you are one will keep'em waking: Cham. Sir Thomas,
Pray, sit between these ladies. Whither were you a-going?
30 Sands. By my faith,. Lor. To the cardinal's;
And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet Your lordship is a guest too.
[Sits. Cham. O, 'tis true:
If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; This night he makes a supper, and a great one,
I had it from my father.
[too: The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you. Sands. 0, very mad, exceeding mad, in love Lor. That churchman bears a bounteous mind But he would bite none; just as I do now, indeed;
He would kiss you twenty with a breath. A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us;
[Kisses her. His deus fall every where.
40 Cham. Well said, my lord. Cham. No doubt, he's noble;
So, now you are fairly seated:—Gentlemen,
Sands. For my little cure,
Hautboys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, and takes his They are set here for examples.
state. Cham. True, they are so;
Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that But few now give so great ones. My barge stays;
noble lady, Your lordship shall along:- -Come, good Sir 50 Or gentleman, that is not freely merry, Thomas,
Is not my friend: This, to confirm my welcome; We shall be late else; which I would not be, And to you all good health.
[Drinks. For I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guilford, Sunds. Your grace is noble :This night to be comptrollers.
Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks,
Wol. My lord Sands,
I am beholden to you:--cheer your neighbours:Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Car- Ladies, you are not merry ;-Gentlemen,
dinal, a longer table for the guests. Then enter Whose fault is this? Anne Bullen, and divers other Ladies and Gen-60 Sands. The red wine first must rise tlewomen, as guests, at one door; at another In their fair cheeks,my lord; then we shall have'em door, enter Sir Henry Guilford.
Talk us to silence.
Anne. You are a merry gamester,
у My lord Sands:
'Till now I never knew thee, [Musick. Dance. Sands. Yes, if I make my play!:
Wol. My lord, Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, Cham. Your Grace? For 'tis to such a thing,
Wol, Pray, tell’em thus much as from me: Anie. You cannot shew me.
5 There should be one amongst them, by his person, Sands. I told your grace, they would talk anon. More worthy this place than myself; to whom,
[Drum and trumpets, chambers ? dișcharg'd. If I but knew him, with my love and duty Wol. What's that?
I would surrender it. Cham. Look out there, some of you,
Cham. I will, my lord,
[Exit Servant. 10 [Cham. goes to the company, and returns, Wol. What warlike voice?
Wol. What say they? And to what end is this ?-- Nay, ladies, fear not; Cham. Such a'one, they all confess, By all the laws of war you are privileg'd. There is indeed; which theywould have your grace Re-enter Serrant.
Find out, and he will take it? Cham, How now? what is't?
15 Wol. Let me see then.
[make Scrt. A noble troop of strangers ;
By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here I'll For so they seem; they have left their barge, and My royal choice. landed;
King. You have found him, cardinal: And hither make, as great anibassadors
You hold a fais assembly; you do well, lord : From foreign princes.
20 You are a churchman, or, P'll tell you, cardinal, Wol. Good lord chamberlain,
I should judge now * unhappily, Go, give'cı welcome, you can speak the French
. I am glad, tongue ;
Your grace is grown so pleasant, And, pray, receive'em nobly, and conduct’em King. My lord chamberlain, Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty 25 Proythee, come hither : What fair lady's that? Sball shine at full upon them:—Some attendhin.-- Cham. An't please your grace, Sir Thomas Bul[All arise, and tables removed.
len's daughter, Youhave now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it.
Theviscount Rochford,oneof herhighness'women, A good digestion to you all : and, once more, Kîng. By heaven, she is a dainty one. -Sweet I shower a welcome on you ;-Welcome all. 30
heart, Huutboys, Enter the King, and others, as Alaskers, I were unmannerly, to take you out, habited like Shepherds, usher'd by the Lord
[TO Anne Bullen. Chamberlain. They pass directly before the And not to kiss you'.-A health, gentlemen, Curdinal, and gracefully salute him.
go round, A noble company! What are their pleasures? 35 Wol. Sir Thomas Lovel, is the banquet ready Cham. Because they speak no English, thus l the privy chamber? they pray'd
Lor. Yes, my lord. To tell your grace;- That, having heard by fame
Wol. Your grace,
I fear, with dancing is a little heated.
Wol. There's fresher air, my lord,
[partner, Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat King. Lead in your ladies, every one. -Sweet An hour of revels with them.
I must not yet forsake you: - Let's be merry;Wol. Say, lord chamberlain, [I pay them 45 Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths They have done my poor house grace; for which To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure A thousand thanks, and pray them take their To lead them once again; and then let's dream pleasures.
Who's best in favour --Let the musick knock it. [Chuse ladies for the dance. King,and Anne Bullen.
[Excúnt, with trumpets. King. The tairest hand levertouch'd! O, beauty,
Ti, e. if I make my party, a A chumber is a gun (used only on occasions of rejoicing) which stands erect on its brcech, and so contrived as to carry great charges, and thereby to make a noise niore than proportioned to its þulk. They are called chambers, because they are mere chambers to lodge powder; a chamber being the technical term for that cavity in a piece of ordnance which contains the combustibles. Chambers are still fired in the Park, and at the places opposite to the Parliament-house, when the king goes thither. 3i. e. take the chief place. i. e. unluckily, mischictously. kiss was anciently the established fee of a lady's partner,
A CT II.
Then deputy of Ireland; who remor'd,
Earl Surrey was sent unither, and in haste too,
Lest he should help his father.
2 Gent. That trick of state I Gent. WHETHER away, so fast?
5 Was a deep envious one. 2 Gent. 0,-God save you!
1 Gent. At his return, Even to the hall, to hear what shall become No doubt, he will requite it. This is noted, Of the great duke of Buckingham.
And generally; whoever the king favours, I Gent. I'll save you
The cardinal instantly will find employment, That labour,sir. All's now done,but the ceremony 10 And far enough from court too. Of bringing back the prisoner.
2 Gent. All
the commons 2 Gent. Were you there?
Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I.
Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? They love and deaton; call him, bounteous Buck. I Gent. You may guess quickly what. 15 The mirrour of all courtesy ;--- [ingham, Gent. Is he found guilty?
1 Gent. Stay there, sir, I Gent. Yes,truly, is he, and condemn'd upon it. And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of. 2 Gent. I am sorry for't.
Enter Buckingham from his arraignment, (Tip. 1 Gent. So are a number more.
staves before him, the are with the edge toward 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass’d it?
20 him; halberds on each side,) accompanied with i Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke Sir Thonas Lovel, Sir Nicholas Vaur, Sir Wile Came to the bar; where, to his accusations, liam Sands, and common people, de. He pleaded still, not guilty, and alledg'd
2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him. Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
Buck. All good people, The king's attorney, on the contrary, 25 You that thus far have come to pity me, Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me. Of divers witnesses; which the duke desir'd I have this day receiy'd a traitor's judgement, To have brought, riri voce, to his face:
And by that nanie must die ; Yet, Heaven bear At which appear'd against him, his surveyor;
witness, Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Court, 30 And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, Confessor to him; with that devil monk Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful ! Ilopkins, that made this mischief.
The law I bear no malice for my death, 2 Gent. That was he,
"T has done, upon the premises, but justice; That fed him with his prophecies?
But those, that sought it, I could wish more 1 Gent. The same.
christians : All these accus'd him strongly; which he fain Be what they will, I heartily forgive 'em: Would have flung from him, but, indeed, he could Yet let 'em look they glory not in mischief, And so his peers, upon this evidence, (not: Nor build their evils on the graves of great men; Have found him guilty of high treason. Much For then my guiltless blood must cry against 'em. He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all 40 For further life in this world I ne'er hope, Was either pitied in hini, or forgotten.
Nor will I sue, although the king have mercies 2 Gent. After all this, how did
he bear himself? More than I dare make faults. You few that I Gent. When he was brought again to the bar,
lov'd me, --to hear
And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham, His knell rung out, his judgeinent,—he was stirr’d 45 His noble friends, and fellows, whom to leave With such an agony, he sweat extremely', Is only bitter to him, only dying, And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty: Go witli me, like good angels, to my end; But he fell to himself again, and, sweetly, And, as the long divorce of steel falls on me, In all the rest shew'd a most noble patience. Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice, 2 Gent, I do not think, he fears death. 50 And lift my soul to heaven.-Lead on, o' God's
1 Gent. Sure, he does not, He never was so womanish; the cause
Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity, He may a little grieve at.
If ever any malice in your heart 2 Gent. Certainly,
Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly. The cardinal is the end of this.
155) Buck. Sir Thomas Lovel, I as free forgive you, I Gent. 'Tis likely,
As I would be forgiven: I forgive all;
! This circumstance is taken from Holinshed.
'Gainst me, that I can't take peace with : no 1 Gent. O, this is full of pity!Sir, it calls,
I fear, too many curses on their heads,
Of an ensuing evil, if it fall,
Lov. To the water-side I must conduct your I do not talk much.
15 You shall, sir : Did you not of late days hear Vuur. Prepare there,
A buzzing, of a separation
1 Gent. Yes, but it held not: The greatness of his person.
For when the king once heard it, out of anger buck. Nay, Si, Nicholas,
20 He sent conımand to the lord mayor, straight
Edward 2 Gent. But that slander, şir,
Is found a truth now; for it grows again
To the good queen, possess’d him with a scruple
not cruel, Henry the eighth, life, honour, name, and all That she should feel the smart of this? The carThat inade me happy, at one stroke has taken
[Exeunt. Fell by our servants, by those men we loved
SCENE II. most;
145 A most unnatural and faithless service!
An Antichamber in the Palace, Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear me, Enter the Lord Chamberlain, reading a letter. This from a dying man receive as certain:
My lord, the horses your lordship sent for, with Where you are liberal of your loves and counsels,
Jall the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and Be sure, you be not loośe; for those you make 50 furnished. They were young, and handsome; and
Pof the best breed in the north. When they were ready And give your hearts to, when they once perceive The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
co set out for London, a man of my lord cardinal's,
by conmission, and main power, took'em from me; Like water from ye, never found again
with this reason, -His masterwould beseru'd before But where they mean tosink ye. All good people, 55 a subject
, if not before the king : which stopp'd our Pray for me! I must now forsake you; the last
mouils, sir. hour
I fear, he will, indeed: Well, let him have them; Of my long weary life is come upon me. He will have all, I think, Farewell: And when ye would say something that is sad, 160
Enter the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk, Si eak how I fell.-I have done; and God forgive Nor. Well met, my lord chamberlain.
me! [Exeunt Buckingham, and Train. Cham. Good day to both your graces,