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Buck. Pray give me favour, sir. This cunning cardinal
The articles o' the combination drew
As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified 170
Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey,
He bores me with some trick: he's gone to the Ere it was ask'd; but when the way was made. king;
I'll follow and outstare him.
Nor. Stay, my lord, And let your reason with your choler question What 'tis you go about. To climb steep hills Requires slow pace at first: anger is like A full-hot horse, who being allow'd his way, Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England Can advise me like you: be to yourself As you would to your friend. Buck. I'll to the king; And from a mouth of honour quite cry down This Ipswich fellow's insolence, or proclaim There's difference in no persons.
Be advis'd; 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 't run o'er, In seeming to augment it wastes it? Be advis'd: I say again, there is no English soul More stronger to direct you than yourself, If with the sap of reason you would quench, Or but allay, the fire of passion.
And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus desir'd:
To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on
Be done in this and all things! I obey.
Is pleas'd you shall to the Tower, till you know
As the duke said, The will of heaven be done, and the king's pleasure By me obey'd! Bran.
Here is a warrant from
The king to attach Lord Montacute; and the | The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who, bodies
SCENE II.-The Council-chamber.
Cornets. Enter the KING leaning on the CARDINAL'S shoulder, the Lords of the Council, Sir THOMAS LOVELL, Officers, and Attendants. The CARDINAL places himself under the KING'S feet on the right side.
K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it, Thanks you for this great care: I stood i'the level Of a full-charg'd confederacy, and give thanks To you that chok'd it. Let be call'd before us That gentleman of Buckingham's; in person I'll hear him his confessions justify; And point by point the treasons of his master He shall again relate.
A noise within, crying Room for the Queen!' Enter Queen KATHARINE, ushered by the Dukes
of NORFOLK and SUFFOLK: she kneels.
KING riseth from his state, takes her up, kisses
and placeth her by him.
Sent down among 'em, which hath flaw'd the heart
Of all their loyalties: wherein, although,
Of these exactions, yet the king our master, Whose honour heaven shield from soil! even he escapes not
Language unmannerly; yea, such which breaks
Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger
Taxation! Wherein ? and what taxation? My lord cardinal, You that are blam'd for it alike with us, Know you of this taxation?
Please you, sir, 49 I know but of a single part in aught Pertains to the state; and front but in that file Where others tell steps with me.
To those which would not know them, and yet
Still exaction! The nature of it? In what kind, let's know, Is this exaction?
I am much too venturous In tempting of your patience; but am bolden'd Under your promis'd pardon. The subjects' grief Comes through commissions, which compel from each The sixth part of his substance, to be levied Without delay; and the pretence for this Is nam'd, your wars in France.
Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze
Allegiance in them; their curses now
Live where their prayers did; and it's come to
This tractable obedience is a slave
To each incensed will. I would your highness
This is against our pleasure. Wol .
By my life,
And for me,
I have no further gone in this than by
To cope malicious censurers; which ever,
And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
Wol. To the Secretary. A word with you.
Of the king's grace and pardon. The griev'd
Hardly conceive of me; let it be nois'd
Q. Kath. I am sorry that the Duke of Buck. ingham
Is run in your displeasure.
It grieves many :
The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker,
To nature none more bound; his training such
Wol. Stand forth; and with bold spirit relate what you,
Most like a careful subject, have collected
K. Hen. Speak freely. Surv. First, it was usual with him, every day It would infect his speech, that if the king Should without issue die, he'll carry it so To make the sceptre his. These very words I've heard him utter to his son-in-law, Lord Abergavenny, to whom by oath he menac'd Revenge upon the cardinal.
Please your highness, note This dangerous conception in this point. Not friended by his wish, to your high person His will is most malignant; and it stretches Beyond you, to your friends.
Q. Kath. My learn'd lord cardinal, Deliver all with charity. K. Hen. How grounded he his title to the crown
How know'st thou this?
Surv. Not long before your highness sped to France,
The duke being at the Rose, within the parish Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand What was the speech among the Londoners Concerning the French journey: I replied, Men fear'd the French would prove perfidious, To the king's danger. Presently the duke
Said, 'twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted
To me should utter, with demure confidence This pausingly ensu'd: Neither the king nor's heirs,
Tell you the duke, shall prosper: bid him strive
I remember Of such a time being my sworn servant, The duke retain'd him his. But on; what hence? Surv. If,' quoth he, 'I for this had been com mitted,
As, to the Tower, I thought, I would have play'd The part my father meant to act upon The usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury, Made suit to come in 's presence; which ifgranted, As he made semblance of his duty, would Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him Have put his knife into him.'
At any time speak aught?
Though they be never so ridiculous,
That never saw 'em pace before, the spavin
Cham. Death! my lord, Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too, That, sure, they 've worn out Christendom.
Your lordship is a guest too. Cham.
O! 'tis true :
This night he makes a supper, and a great one,
Lov. That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed,
A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us;
No doubt he's noble ; He had a black mouth that said other of him. Sands. He may, my lord; has wherewithal: in him
Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine:
Cham. True, they are so ; But few now give so great ones. My barge stays; Your lordshipshall along. Come, good Sir Thomas, We shall be late else; which I would not be, For I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guildford, This night to be comptrollers.
I am your lordship's. Exeunt.
SCENE IV. The Presence-chamber in York-Place.
Enter the Lord Chamberlain, Lord SANDS, and
O, my lord you're tardy: The very thought of this fair company Clapp'd wings to me.
Cham. You are young, Sir Harry Guildford. Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal 10
But half my lay thoughts in him, some of these | And to what end, is this? Nay, ladies, fear not; Should find a running banquet ere they rested,
I think would better please 'em. by my life,
Lov. O that your lordship were but now confessor
To one or two of these.
I would I were;
Hautboys. Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, attended, and takes his state.
Wol. You're welcome, my fair guests: that noble lady,
Or gentleman, that is not freely merry,
Here's to your ladyship; and pledge it, madam,
Exit a Servant.
By all the laws of war you 're privileg'd.
A good digestion to you all; and once more I shower a welcome on ye; welcome all. Hautboys. Enter the KING and Others as masquers, habited like shepherds, ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the CARDINAL, and gracefully salute him.
A noble company! what are their pleasures! Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they pray'd
To tell your grace: that, having heard by fame
Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat
Wol. Say, lord chamberlain, They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay 'em
A thousand thanks, and pray 'em take their pleasures.
They choose Ladies for the dance. The
K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! 0 beauty!
Till now I never knew thee.
Wol. Pray, tell 'em thus much from me: There should be one amongst 'em, by his person, More worthy this place than myself; to whom, If I but knew him, with my love and duty I would surrender it. Cham.
I will, my lord. Whispers the masquers.
Wol. What say they? Cham.
Such a one, they all confess,
There is indeed; which they would have your
Find out, and he will take it.
Let me see then.
K. Hen. Unmasking. Ye have found him, cardinal.
What war-like voice, 50 You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord: