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And lose by over-running. Know yon not,

Bran. I am sorry,
The fire, that mounts the liquor, till it run o'er, To see

you

ta'en from liberty, to look on
In seeming to augment it, wastes it? Be advis'd! The business present. 'Tis his highness' pleasure,
I say again, there is no English soul

You shall to the Tower,
More stronger to direct you, than yourself,

Buck. It will help me nothing,
If with the sap of reason you would quench, To plead mine innocence ; for that die is on me,
Or but allay, the fire of passion.

Which makes my whitest part black. The will of
Buck. Sir,

heaven
I am thankful to you, and I'll go along

Be done in this and all things ! - I obey. -
By your prescription : — but this top-proud fellow, O my lord Aberga'ny, fare you well!
Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but Bran. Nay, he must bear you company!--The king
From sincere motions, by intelligence,

{To Abergavenny. And proofs as clear, as founts in July, when Is pleas'd, you shall to the Tower, till you know, We see each grain of gravel, I do know

How he determines further.
To be corrupt and treasonous.

Aber. As the duke said,
Nor. Say not, treasonous !

The will of heaven be done, and the king's pleasure
Buch. To the king I'll say't, and make my vouch By me obey'd !
as strong,

Bran. Here is a warrant from
As shore of rock. Attend! This holy fox,

The king, to attach lord Montacute, and the bodies
Or wolf, or both, (for he is equal ravenous, Of.the duke's confessor, John de la Court,
As he is subtle, and as prone to mischief,

One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor, –
As able to perform it, his mind and place

Buck. So, so;
Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally)

These are the limbs of the plot: no more, I hope.
Only to show his pomp as well in France,

Bran. A monk o' the Chartreux.
As here at home, suggests the king our master Buck, 0, Nicholas Hopkins ?
To this last costly treaty, the interview,

Bran. He.
That swallow'd so much treasure, and, like a glass, Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er-great cardinal
Did break i'the rinsing.

Hath show'd him gold: my life is spann'd already:
Nor. 'Faith, and so it did.

I am the shadow of poor Buckingham,
Buck. Pray, give me favour, sir! This cunning car- Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on,
dinal

By dark’ning my clear sun.--My lord, farewell!
The articles o'the combination drew,

[Exeunt.
As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified,
As he cried, Thas let be! to as much end,

SCENE II.- The council-chamber.
As give a crutch to the dead : but our count-cardinal Cornets. Enter King Herry, Cardinal Wolser, the
Has done this, and 'tis well ; for worthy Wolsey, Lords of the Council, Sir Thomas Lovell, Officers,
Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows, and Attendants. The King enters leaning on the
(Which, as I take it, is a kind of

puppy

Cardinal's shoulder.
To the old dam, treason,): Charles the emperor, K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it,
Under pretence, to see the queen his aunt, Thanks you for this great care: I stood i'the level
(For 'twas, indeed, his colour, but he came Of a full-charg'd confederacy, and give thanks
To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation. To you, that chok'd it.- Let be cali'd before us
His fears were, that the interview betwixt

That gentleman of Buckingham's: in person
England and France might, through their amity, I'll hear him his confessions justify;
Breed him some prejudice; for from this league And point by point the treasons of his master
Peep'd harms, that menac'd him. He privily He shall again relate.
Deals with our cardinal, and, as I trow,-

The King takes his state. The Lords of the Council
Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperor take their several places. The Cardinal places him-
Paid, ere

re he promis’d, whereby his suit was granted, self under the King's feet, on his right side.
Ere it was ask'd; but when the way was made, A noise within, crying: Room for the Queen!
And pay'd with gold, the emperor thus desir'd: Enter the Queen, ushered by the Dukes of NORFOLK
That he would please to alter the king's course,

and Suffolk : she kneels. The King riseth from
And break the foresaid peace. Let the king know, his state, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her by
(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardinal him.
Does buy and sell his honour, as he pleases, Q. Cath. Nay, we must longer kneel: I am a suitor.
And for his own advantage.

K. Hen. Arise, and take place by us!—Half your suit
Nor, I am sorry.

Never name to us! you have half our power;
To hear this of him, and could wish, he were The other moiety, ere you ask, is given:
Something mistaken in't.

Repeat your will, and take it!
Buck. No, not a 'syllable!

Q. Cath. Thank your majesty!
I do pronounce him in that very shape,

That you would love yourself, and, in that love,
He shall appear in proof.

Not unconsider'd leave your honour, nor
Enter Beardon; a Sergeant at Arms before him, and the dignity of your office, is the point
two or three of the Guard.

Of my petition.
Bran. Your office, sergeant! execute it.

K. Hen. Lady mine, proceed !
Serg. Sir,

Q. Cath. I am solicited, not by a few,
My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl And those of true condition, that your subjects
of Hereford, Stafford, Northampton, 1

Are in great grievance: there have been commissions
Arrest thee of high treason, in the name

Sent down among them, which hath flaw'd the heart Of our most sovereigo king.

of all their loyalties :--- wherein, although,
Buck. Lo you, my lord !

My good lord cardinal, they vent reproaches
The net has fall’n upon me; I shall perish

Most bitterly on you, as putter-on
Under device and practice.

of these exactions, yet the king, our

master,

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some

Yet see,

(Whose honour heaven shield from soil!) even he State statues only. escapes not

K. Hen. Things, done well, Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks And with a care, exempt themselves from fear: The sides of loyalty, and almost appears

Things, done without example, in their issue In loud rebellion.

Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent Nor. Not almost appears,

of this commission? I believe, not any. It doth appear: for, upon these taxations,

We must not rend our subjects from our laws, The clothiers all, not able to maintain

And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each? The many to them 'longing, have put off

A trembling contribution! Why, we take, The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who, From every tree, lop, bars, and part o'the timber; Unfit for other life, compellid by hunger

And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack’d, And lack of other means, in desperate manner

The air will drink the sap. To every county, Daring the event to the teeth, are all in uproar, Where this is question’d, send our letters, with And danger serves among them.

Free pardon to each man, that has denied K. Hen. Taxation !

The force of this commission! Pray, look to't! Wherein ? and what taxation ?-My lord cardinal, I put it to your care. You, that are blam'd for it alike with us,

Wol. A word with you! (To the Secretary. Know you of this taxation ?

Let there be letters writ to every shire, Wol. Please you, sir,

of the king's grace and pardon! The griev'd commons I know but of a single part, in aught

Hardly conceive of me; let it be nvis'd, Pertains to the state; and front but in that file, That through our intercession this revokement Where others tell steps with me.

And pardon comes. I shall anon advise you Q. Cath. No, my lord,

Further in the proceeding. (Exit Secretary. Yon know no more, than others : but you frame

Enter Surveyor. Things, that are known alike; which are not whole- Q. Cath. I am sorry, that the duke of Buckingham

Is ran in your displeasure. To those, which would not know them, and yet must

K. Hen. It grieves many : Perforce be their acqaaintance. These exactions, The gentleman is learn’d, and a most rare speaker, Whereof my sovereign would have note, they are To nature none more bound; his training such, Most pestilent to the hearing; and, to bear them, That he may furnish and instruct great teachers, The back is sacrifice to the load. They say, And never seek for aid out of himself, They are devis'd by you, or else you suffer Too hard an exclaination.

When these so noble benefits shall prove K. Hen. Still exaction!

Not well dispos'd, the mind growing once corrupt

, The nature of it? In what kind, let's know, They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly, Is this exaction ?

Than ever they were fair. This man so complete, Q. Cath. I am much too venturous

Who was enroll'd 'mongst wonders, and when we, In tempting of your patience, but am bolden'd Almost with ravish'd list'uing, could not find Under your promis'd pardon. The subject's grief His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady, Comes through commissions, which compel from each Hath into monstrous habits put the graces, The sixth part of his substance, to be levied That once were his, and is become as black, Without delay; and the pretence for this As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us! you shall lear

T

T Is nam'd, your wars in France. This makes bold (This was his gentleman in trust,) of lim months ;

Things to strike honour sad. - Bid him recount
Tongues spit their duties ont, and cold hearts freeze The fore-recited practices ! whereof
Allegiance in them; their curses now
We cannot feel too little, hear too much.

7 Live, where their prayers did, and it's come to pass, Wol. Stand forth, and with bold spirit relate what That tractable obedience is a slave

you, To each incensed will. I would, your highness Most like a careful subject, have collected Would give it quick consideration, for

Out of the duke of Buckingham! There is no primer business.

K. Hen. Speak freely. K. Hon. By my life,

Sury. First, it was usual with him, every day This is against our pleasure.

It would infect his speech, that, if the king Wol. And for me,

should without issue die, he'd carry it so I have no further gone in this, than by

To make the sceptre his. These very words
A single voice; and that not pass'd me, bat I have heard him utter to his son-in-law,
By learned approbation of the judges.

Lord Aberga'ny, to whom by oath he menac'd
Il I am traduc'd by tongnes, which neither know Revenge upon the cardinal.
My faculties, nor person, yet will be

Wol. Please yoor highness, note
The chronicles of my doing,-let me say, This dangerous conception in this point!
'Tis but the fate of place, and the rongh brake, Not friended by his wish, to your high persod
That virtue must go throngh. We must not stint His will is most malignant, and it stretches
Our necessary actions, in the fear

Beyond yon, to your friends.
To cope malicious censurers, which ever,

Q. Cath. My learo'd lord cardioal, As ravegous fishes, do a vessel follow,

Deliver all with charity!
That is new trimm'd, but benefit no further,

K. Hen. Speak on!
Than vainly longing. What we oft do best, How grounded he his title to the crown,
By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is

Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him
Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft, At

any time speak aught? Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up

Sury. He was brought to this
For our best act. If we shall stand still,

By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkios.
In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at, K. Hen. What was that Hopkins ?
We should take root here where we sit, or sit Surv, Sir, a Chartreux friur,

It

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His confessor, who fed him every minute Was: Were he evil us'd, he would out-go
With words of sovereignty.

His father, by as much as a performance
K. Hen. How know'st thou this?

Does an irresolute purpose.
Surv. Not long before your highness sped to France, K. Hen. There's his period,
The duke, being at the Rose, within the parish To sheath his knife in us. He is attach'd.
Saint Lawrency Poultney, did of me demand, Call him to present trial: if he may
What was the speech amongst the Londoners Find mercy in the law, 'tis his! If none,
Concerning the French journey? I replied, Let him not seek’t of us ! By day and night,
Men fear'd, the French would prove persidious, He's traitor to the height.

(Exeunt.
To the king's danger. Presently the duke
Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted, SCENE III. - A room in the palace.
'Twould prove the verity of certain words

Enter the Lord Chamberlain, and Lord Sands. Spoke by a holy monk; that oft, says he,

Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should
Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit

juggle
John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour, Men into such strange mysteries ?
To hear from him u matter of some moment :

Sands. New customs,
Whom after under the confession's seal

Though they be never so ridiculous,
He solemnly had sworn, that, what he spoke, Nay, let them be upmanly, yet are follow'd.
My chaplain to no crearure living, but

Cham. As far as I see, all the good, our English
To me, should utter,' with demure confidence Have got by the late voyage, is but merely
This pausingly ensu'd, Neither the king, nor his A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones;
heirs,

For, when they hold them, you would swear directly,
(Tell you the duke) shall prosper : bid him strive Their very noses had been counsellors
To gain the love of the commonalty; the duke To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so.
Shall
govern England.

Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones ;
Q. Cath. If I know you well,

one would take it,
You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office That never saw them pace before, the spavin,
On the complaint o' the tenants. Take good heed, A springhalt reign’d among them.
You charge not in your spleen a noble person,

Cham, Death! my lord,
And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heed! Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too,
Yes, heartily beseech you.

That sure, they have worn outchristendom. Howy now?
K. Hen. Let him on!-

What uews, sir Thomas Lovell ?
Go forward !

Enter Sir THOMAS LoveLL.
Surv. On my sonl, I'll speak but truth.

Lov. 'Faith, my lord,
| told my lord the duke, by the devil's illusions I hear of none, but the new proclamation,
The monk might be deceiv'd, and that’twas dang’rous That's clapp'd upon the court-gate.
for him,

Cham. What is't for?
To ruminate on this so far, until

Lov. The reformation of our travell’d gallants,
It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush! Cham. I am glad, 'tis there; now I would pray oar
It can do me no dumage: adding further,

monsieurs
That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd, To think, an English courtier may be wise,
The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads And never see the Louvre.
Should have

gone
ofl.

Lov, They must either
K. llen. Ha! what, so rank? Ah, ha!

(For so run the conditions), leave these remnants There's mischief in this mau Canst thou say of fool, and feather, that they got in Frauce, further?

With all their honourable points of ignorance,
Sury. I can, my liege!

Pertaining thereunto, (as fights, and fireworks;
K: Hen. Proceed !

Abusing better men, than they can be,
Surv. Being at Greenwich,

Out of a foreigo wisdom,) renouncing clean
After your highness had reprov'd the duke The faith, they have in tennis, and tall stockings,
About Sir William Blomer,-

Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel,
K. Hen. I remember

And understand again like honest men ;
Of such a time: – being my servant sworn, Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it,
The duke retain'd him his. But on! What hence? They may, cum privilegio, wear away

Surv. If, quoth he, I for this had been coinmitted, The lag end of their lewdness, and be langh'd at.
As, to the Tower, I thought, I would have play'd Sunds. 'Tis time to give them physic, their diseases
The part, my father meant to act upon

Are grown so catching.
The
usurper

Richard : : who, being at Salisbury, Cham. What a loss our ladies
Made suit to come in his presence ; which, is granted, will have of these trim vanities !
As he made semblance of his duty, would

Lov. Ay, marry,
Have
put his knife into him.

There will be woe indeed, lords; the sly whoresons
K. Hen. A giant traitor!

Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies ;
Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in freedom, A French song, and a fiddle, has no fellow.
And this man out of prison?

Sands. The devil fiddle them! I am glad, they're
Q. Cath. God mend all!

going ;
K. Hen. There's something more would out of (For, sure, there's no converting of them ;) now
thee; what say'st ?

An honest country lord, as I am, beaten
Sury. After the duke his father, — with the A long time out of play, may bring his plain-song,
knife,-

And have an hour of heariug; and, by'r-lady,
He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger, Held current music too.
Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes, Chan. Well said, lord Sands !
He did discharge a horrible oath, whose tetour Your colt's tooth is not cast yet.

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(Exit a Servans.

Sands. No, my
lord!

Cham. Well said, my lord!-
Nor shall not, while I have a stump.

So now you are fairly seated. - Gentlemen,
Cham. Sir Thomas,
Whither were you a-going?

The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies

Pass away frowning.
Lov. To the cardinal's;

Sands. For my little cure,
Your lordship is a guest too.

Let une alone!
Cham. O, tis true:
This night he makes a sapper, and a great one,

Hautboys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, attended;

and takes his state.
To many lords and ladies, there will be
The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you.

Wol. You are welcome, my fair gaests that noble
Lov. That churchmau bears a bounteous mind in- or gentleman, that is not freely merry,

lady
deed,
A hand is fruitful, as the land, that feeds us;

Is not my friend. This, to confirm my welcome;

[Drinks.

And to you all good health!
His dews fall every where.
Cham. No doubt, he's noble ;

Sands. Your grace is noble:-
He had a black month, that said other of him.

Let me have such a bowl, may hold my thanks,
Sands. He way, my lord! he has wherewithal; Wol. My lord Sands,

And save me so much talking.
in him
Sparing would show a worse sin, than ill doctrine. Ladies, you are not merry; --- gentlemen,

I am beholden to you: cheer your neighbours. -
Men of his way should be most liberal;

Whose fault is this?
They are set here for examples.

Sands. The red wine first must rise
Cham. True, they are so;
But few now give so great ones. My barge stays ;

In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have them

Talk us to silence.
Your lordship shall along. Come, good sir Thomas, Anne. You are a merry gamester,
We shall be late else: which I would not be,

My lord Sands.
For I was spoke to with sir Henry Guildford
This night io be comptrollers.

Šands. Yes, if I make my play.
Sands. I am your lordskip's.

[Exeunt.

Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madan,

For 'tis to such a thing,
SCENE IY. The presence-chamber in Yorkplace. Anne. You cannot show me.
Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Sands. I told your grace, they would talk anon.
Cardinal, a longer table for the guests. Enter

[Drums and trumpets within ; Chambers at one door Anne BULLEN, and divers Lords, Lam

discharged.
dies, and Gentlewomen, as guests; at, another Wol. What's that?
door enter Sir Henny GUILDFORD.
Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace

Cham. Look out there, some of you!
Salutes ye all. This night he dedicates

Wol. What warlike voice?
To fair content, and you: none here, he hopes,

And to what end is this ? – Nay, ladies, fear dot!
In all this noble bevy, has brought with her
By all the laws of war you are privileg'd.

L
One care abroad; he would have all as merry,

Re-enter Servant.
As first-good company, good wine, good welcome

Cham. How now? what is't?
Can make good people.-o, my lord, you are tardy! Serv. A noble troop of strangers;

M

į Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord SASDs, and Sir

For so they seem: they have left their barge, and Thomas LOFELL.

landed,
The very thought of this fair company

And hither make, as great ambassadors
Clapp'd wings to me,

From foreigo princes,
Cham. You are young, sir Harry Guildford
Wol. Good lord chamberlaio,

1 Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal

Go, give them welcome, you can speak the French
But half my lay-thoughts in him, some of these

tongue;
Should find a running banquet, ere they rested,
I think, would better please them. By my life,

And, pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them

Into oar presence, where this heaven of beauty,
They are a sweet society of fair ones.

Shall shine at full upon them!
Lov. O, that your lord ship were but now confessor

(Exit Chamberlain, attended. All arist,
To one or two of these!
Sands. I would, I were,

and tables removed.
They should find easy penance.

You have now a broken banquet; bat we'll mend it
Lov. 'Faith, how easy?

A good digestion to you all! and, once more,

I shower a welcome on you: Welcome all!
Sands. As easy, as a down-bed would afford it.
Cham. Sweet ladies! will it please you sit? Sir Harry, Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve Others
Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this : as Maskers, habited like Shepherds, with sistees
His grace is entering.– Nay, you must not freeze; torch-bearers, ushered by the Lord Chambers
Two women plac'd together makes cold weather: lain. They pass directly before the Cardinal

, and
My lord Sands, you are one, will keep them waking; gracefully salute him.
Pray, sit between these ladies !

A noble company! what are their pleasures ?
Sands. By my faith,

Cham. Because they speak no English, thus thes
And thank your lordship! - By your leave, sweet la-

pray'd
dies! (Seats himself between Anne Bullen To tell your grace: that, having heard by fame
and another Lady

of this so noble and so fair assembly,
If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me! This night to meet here, they could do no less

,
I had it from my father.

Out of the great respect, they bear to beauty,
Anne. Was he mad, sir?

But leave their flocks, and, under your fair conduct

,
Sands. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too: Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat
But he would bite none; just as I do now,

An hour of revels with them.
He would kiss you twenty with a breath. [Kisses her. Wol. Say, lord chamberlain,

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They have done my poor house grace; for which | 2 Gent. I am sorry for't.

1 Gent. So are a number more.
A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea- 2 Gent. But pray, how pass'd it?
sures. (Ladies chosen for the dance. The King 1 Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke
chooses Anne Bullen.

Came to the bar; where, to his accusations,
K. Hen. The fairest hand, I ever touch'd! O, beauty, He pleaded still, not guilty, and alleg'd
Till now I never knew thee. (Music. Dance. Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
Wol. My lord, -

The king's attorney, on the contrary,
Cham. Your grace?

Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions
Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me: Of

divers witnesses ; which the dake desir'd There should be one amongst them, by his person, To him brought, vivd voce, to his face: More worthy this place, than myself; to whom, At which appear'd against him, his surveyor, If I but knew him, with my love and duty

Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor, and John Court,
I would surrender it.

Confessor to him, with that devil-monk,
Cham. I will, my lord!

Hopkins, that made this mischief.
(Cham. goes to the Company, and returns. 2 Gent. That was he,
Wol. What say they?

That fed him with his prophecies?
Cham. Such a one, they all confess,

1 Gent. The same.
There is indeed ; which they would have your grace all these accus'd him strongly, which he fain
Find out, and he will take it.

Would have flung from him, but, indeed, he could not:
Wol. Let me see then! - (Comes from his state. And so his peers, upon this evidence,
By all your good leaves, gentlemen! - Here I'll make Have found hinı guilty of high treason. Much
My royal choice.

He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all
K. Hen. You have found him, cardinal: [Unmasking. Was either pitied in him, or forgotten.
You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord: 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself?
You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal, 1 Gent. When he was brought again to the bar,
I should judge now unhappily.

to hear
Wol. I am glad,

His knell rumg out, his judgment, he was stirr'd
Your grace is grown so pleasant.

With such an agony, he sweat extremely,
K. Hen. My lord chamberlain,

And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty:
Pr’ythee, come hither! What fair lady's that? But he fell to himself again and sweetly,
Cham. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bullen's In all the rest show'd a most noble patience.
daughter,

2 Gent. I do not think, he fears death,
The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women. 1 Gent. Sure, he doth not,
K. Hen, By heaven, she is a dainty ore. — Sweet- He never was 90 womanish; the cause
heart,

Ho may a little grieve at
I were unmannerly, to take you out,

2 Gent. Certainly,
And not to kiss you. -- A health, gentlemen!

The cardinal is the end of this.
Let it

go
round!

1 Gent. 'Tis likely,
Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready By all conjectures. First, Kildair's attainder,
I'the privy chamber?

Then deputy of Ireland; wlio remov'd,
Lov. Yes, my lord !

Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too,
Wol. Your grace,

Lest he should help his father.
I fear, with dancing is a little heated.

2 Gent. That trick of state,
K. Hen. I fear, too much.

Was a deep envious one.
Wol. There's fresher air, my lord,

1 Gent. At his return,
In the next chamber,

No doubt, he will requite it. This is noted,
K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one! - Sweet and generally; whoever the king favours,
partner,

The cardinal instantly will find employment,
I must not yet forsake you. Let's be merry!-- And far enongh from court too.
Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths. 2 Gent. All the commons
To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience,
To lead them once agaio; and then let's dream Wish him ten fathom deep; this duke as much
Who's best in favour. - Let the music knock it! They love and dote on, call him, boontoous Bucking-
[Exxeunt, with trumpets.

ham,
The mirror of all courtesy; —

1 Gent. Stay there, sir,
A CT II.

And see the noble ruin'd man, you speak of.
SCENE I.- A street.

Enter Buckingham from his urraignment; Tip,
Enter two Gentlemen, meeting.

staves before him: the are with the edge towards 1 Gent. Whither away so fast ?

him; halberds on each side: with him, Sir Tho2 Gent. 0,- God save you!

mas Lovell, Sir NichoLAS Vaux, Sir WILLIAM Even to the hall, to hear, what shall become Sands, and common People. Of the great duke of Buckingham.

2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him!
1 Gent. I'll save you

Buck. All good people,
That labour, sir! All's now done, but the ceremony You, that thus far have come to pity me,
of bringing back the prisoner.

Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me! 2 Gent. Were you there?

I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I.

And by that name must die; yet, heaven bcar witness, 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? And if I have a conscience, let it sink me, , 1 Gent. You may guess quickly, what.

Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful! 2 Gent. Is he found guilty ?

The law I bear no malice for

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death,
1 Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon it. It has done, upon the premises, but justioe:

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