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Advance your standards, draw your willing swords : Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost ?
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt

A milk-sop, one that never in his life
Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face; Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?
But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt

Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again; The least of you shall share his part thereof. Lash hence these over-weening rags of France, Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully; These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; God, and Saint George! Richmond and victory! Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit,

(Exeunt. For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd themselves. Re-enter King Richard, RatclIFF, Attendants, and If we be conquer’d, let men conquer us, Forces.

And not these bastard Bretagnes, whom our fathers K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touching And, on record, left them the heirs of shame.

Have in their own land beaten, bobb’d, and thump'd, Richmond ? Rat. That he was never trained up in arms, (then ? Ravish our daughters :—Hark, 1 hear their drum.

Shall these enjoy our lands ? lie with our wives? K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Surrey

(Drum afar off Rat. Hesmil'd and said, the better for our purpose. K. Rich. He was i’ the right; and so, indeed, it is. Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen!

(Clock strikes

Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head! Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.

Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; Who saw the sun to-day ?

Amaze the welkin with your broken staves ! -
Not I, my lord. [book,

Enter a Messenger.
K. Rich. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the What says lord Stanley? will he bring his power ?
He should have brav'd the east an hour ago :

Mess. My lord, he doth deny to come. A black day will it be to somebody:

K. Rich. Offinstantly with his son George's head, Ratcliff!

Nor. My lord, the enemy is past the marsh; Rat. My lord ?

After the battle let George Stanley die.

(bosom: K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day;

K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within my The sky doth frown and lour upon our army.

Advance our standards, set upon our foes ; I would, these dewy tears were from the ground.

Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to ine,

Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons! More than to Richmond ?-for the self-same heaven Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. (Exeunt. 'That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.

SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Field. Enter NORFOLK.

Alarum: Excursions. Enter Norfolk, and Forces ; Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the

to him CATESBY field.

(horse;K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison my The king enacts more wonders than a man,

Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue! Call up lord Stanley, bid bim bring his power : I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,

Daring an opposite to every danger; And thus my battle shall be ordered.

His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, My forward shall be drawn out all in length,

Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death : Consisting equally of horse and foot;

Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost! . Our archers shall be placed in the midst:

Alarum. Enter King RICHARD. John duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey, K. Rich. A horse! a horse ! my kingdom for a Shall have the leading of this foot and horse.

horse ! They thus directed, we ourself will follow

Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse. In the main battle : whose puissance on either side K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. And I will stand the hazard of the die : This, and Saint George to boot !-What think'st I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; thou, Norfolk ?

Five have I slain to-day, instead of him:Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse ! This found I on my tent this morning

(Exeunt. [Giving a scroll. Alarums. Enter King RICHARD and Richmond; K. Rich. Jocky of Norfolk, be not too bold, [Reads. and exeunt, fighting. Retreat, and flourish. Then For Dickon thy master is bought and sold. enter RICHMOND, ŠTANLEY bearing the crown,

with A thing devised by the enemy:

dicers other Lords, and Forces. Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge:

Richm. God, and your arms, be prais’d, victorious Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls

friends; Conscience is but a word that cowards use,

The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead (quit thee Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe;

Stan. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou ac Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law. Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty, March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell; From the dead temples of this bloody wretch If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell. - Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal;

What shall I say more than I have infer'd ? Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it. Remember whom you are to cope withal :

Richm. Great God of heaven, say amen, to all !A sort of vagabonds, rascals, run-aways,

But, tell me first, is young George Stanley living ? A scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants, Stan. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town; Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomíts forth Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us. To desp’rate ventures and assur'd destruction, Richm. What men of name are slain on either side? You sleeping safe, they bring you to unrest;

Stan. John duke of Norfolk, Walter lord Ferrers, You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous wives, 'Sir Robert Brakenbury, and sir William Brandon. They would restrain the one, distain the other. 1 Richm. Inter their bodies as becomes their births. And who doth lead them, but a paltry fellow, Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled,

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That in submission will return to us;

The true succeeders of each royal house, And then, as we have ta’ep the sacrament,

By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! We will unite the white rose with the red :

and let their heirs (God, if thy will be so,) Sinile heaven upon this fair conjunction,

Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace, That long hath frown'd upon their enmity! With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days! What traitor hears me, and says not,-amen ? Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself; That would reduce these bloody days again, The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, And make poor England weep in streams of blood The father rashly slaughter'd his own son,

Let them not live to taste this land's increase, The son, compell’d, been butcher to the sire ; That would with treason wound this fair land's peace All this divided York and Lancaster,

Now civil wounds are stopp’d, peace lives again; Divided, in their dire division.

That she may long live here, God say-Amen! 0, now let Richmond and Elizabeth,





I come no more to make you laugh; things now, CARDINAL CAMPEIUS.

That bear a weighty and a serious brow, Capucics, Ambassador from the Emperor, Charles V. Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.

Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, DUKE OF NORFOLK.

We now present. Those that can pity, here DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.

May, if they think it well, let fall a tear; DUKE OF SUFFOLK.

The subject will deserve it. Such as give EARL OF SURREY.

Their money out of hope they may believe, Lord Chamberlain.

May here find truth too. Those that come to sco Lord Chancellor.

Only a show or two, and so agree GARDINER, Bishop of Winchester.

The play may pass ;-if they be still, and willing, BISHOP OF LINCOLN.

I'll undertake, may see away their shilling LORD ABERGAVENNY.

Richly in two short hours. Only they LORD Sands.

That come to hear a merry, bawdy play, Sir HENRY GUILDFURI).

A noise of targets; or to see a fellow Sir Thomas LOVELL.

In a long motley coat guarded with yellow, Sir ANTHONY DENNY.

Will be deceiv'd; for, gentle hearers, know, Sir NICHOLAS VAUX.

To rank our chosen truth with such a show Secretaries to Wolsey.

As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting CROMWELL, servant to Wolsey.

Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring, Griffith, Gemleman-Usher to Queen Katharine. (To make that only true we now intend,) Three other Genilemen.

Will leave us never an understanding friend. Doctor Butts, physician to the King.

Therefore, for goodness' sake, and, as you are known Garter Kiny at Arms.

The first and happiest hearers of the town, Surveyor to the Duke of Buckingham.

Be sad, as we would make you : Think, ye see BRANDON, and, a Sergeant at Arms.

The very persons of our noble story, Door-keeper of the Council-Chamber.

As they were living; think, you see them great, Porter, and his man.

And follow'd with the general throng and sweat Page to Gardiner.

Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see A Crier.

How soon this mightiness meets misery !

And, if you can be merry then, I'll say Queen KATHARINE, wife to King Henry, afterwards A man may weep upon his wedding day.

Anne Bullen, her Maid of Honour, afterwards

An old Lady, friend to Anne Bullen.

PATIENCE, woman to Queen Katharine.

SCENE I.-London. An Ante-chamber in the Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows; Wo

Palace. men attendiny upon the Queen ; Spirils which ap- Enter the Duke op Norfolk, at one door ; at the pear to her; Scribes, Officers, Guards, and other

other, the DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM, and the LORD Altendants.

ABERGAVENNY. SCENE,-chiefly in London and WESTMINSTER; Buck. Good morrow, and well met. How hava Since last we saw in France ?

once at KIMBULTON.

you done,

Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note, Nor.

I thank your grace :

The force of his own merit makes his way; Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer

A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys
Of what I saw there.

A place next to the king.
An untimely ague


I cannot tell Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye Those suns of glory, those two lights of men, Pierce into that; but I can see his pride Met in the vale of Arde.

Peep througb each part of him: Whence has he that? Nor,

'Twixt Guynes and Arde: If not from bell, the devil is a niggard;
I was then present, saw them salute on horseback; Or has given all before, and he begins
Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung A new hell in himself,
In their embracement, as they grew together;


Why the devil, Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, weigh'd

Without the privity o' the king, to appoint Such a compounded one?

Who should attend on him? He makes up the file Buck.

All the whole time Of all the gentry; for the most part such I was my chamber's prisoner.

Too, whom as great a charge as little honour

Then you lost He meant to lay upon : and his own letter,
The view of earthly glory: Men might say, The honourable board of council out,
Till this time, pomp was single; but now married Must fetch him in the papers.
To one above itself. Each following day


I do know
Became the next day's master, till the last

Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have
Made former wonders it's: To-day, the French, By this so sicken'd their estates, that never
All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods, They shall abound as formerly.
Shone down the English; and, to-morrow, they


0, many Made Britain, India : every man that stood Have broke their backs with laying manors on thein Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were For this great journey. What did this vanity, As cherubins, all gilt: the madains too,

But minister communication of Not us’d to toil, did almost sweat to bear

A most poor issue ? The pride upon them, that their very labour


Grievingly I think, Was to them as a painting: Now this mask The peace between the French and us not values Was cry'd incomparable ; and the ensuing night The cost that did conclude it. Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings,


Every man, Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst,

After the hideous storm that follow'd, was As presence did present them; him in eye

A thing inspir’d; and, not consulting, broke Still him in praise : and, being present both, Into a general prophecy,—That this tempest, 'Twas said, they saw but one; and no discerner Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded Durst way his tongue in censure. When these suns The sudden breach on't. (For so they phrase them) by their heralds challeng'd Nor.

Which is budded out ; Thé noble spirits to arms, they did perform For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach à Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux. story,


Is it therefore Being now seen possible enough, got credit, The ambassador is silenc'd ? That Bevis was believ'd.


Marry, is't. Buck. 0, you go far.

Aber. A proper title of a peace; and purchas’d Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect

At a superfluous rate! In honour honestly, the tract of every thing


Why, all this business Would by a good discourser lose some life,

Our reverend cardinal carried. Which action's self was tongue to. All was royal ; Nor.

'Like it your grace, To the disposing of it nought rebell’d;

The state takes notice of the private difference Order gave each thing view; the office did

Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you, Distinctly his full function.

(And take it from a heart that wishes towards you Buck.

Who did guide,

Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read I mean, who set the body and the limbs

The cardinal's malice and his potency of this great sport together, as you guess ?

Together: to consider further, that
Nor. One, certes, that promises no element What his high hatred would effect, wants not
In such a business.

A minister in his power: You know his nature, Buck.


pray you, who, my lord ? That he's revengeful; and I know, his sword Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and, it may be said, Of the right reverend cardinal of York.

It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend, Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is free'd Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel, From his ambitious finger. What had he

You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock, To do in these fierce vanities ? I wonder,

That I advise your shunning.
That such a keech, can with his very bulk
Take up the rays o' the beneficial sun,

Enter Cardinal Wolsey, (the purse borne before And keep it from the earth.

him,) certain of the Guard, and Tuo Secretaries

The Cardinal in his passage fireth Nor. Surely, sir,

his eye on BuckINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends: for, being not propp'd by ancestry, (whose grace

him, both full of disdain. Chalks successors their way,) nor call d upon Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor ? ha? For high feats done to the crown; neither allied Where's his examination ? To eminent assistants, but, spider-like,

I Secr

Here so please yo'l.

with papers.

Wol. Is he in person ready?

To the old dam, treason,)-Charles the emperor, 1 Secr.

Ay, please your grace. Under pretence to see the queen his aunt, Wol. Well, we shall then know more ; and Buck- (For 'twas, indeed, his colour; but he came ingham

To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation : Shall lessen this big look.

His fears were, that the interview betwixt (Ereuni Wolsey, and Train. England and France might, through their amity, Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I Breed him some prejudice ; for from this league Have not the power to muzzle him : therefore, best Peep'd harms that menac'd him. He privily Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book Deals with our cardinal; and, as I trow,Out-worths a noble's blood.

Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperor Nor.

What, are you chaf'd ? Paid ere he promis'd; whereby his suit was granted Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance only, Ere it was ask'd;—but when the way was made, Which your disease requires.

And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus desir'd;Buck.

I read in his looks That he would please to alter the king's course, Matter against me; and his eye revil'd

And break the foresaid peace. Let the king know, Me, as his abject object : at this instant

(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardinal He bores me with some trick : He's gone to the king; Does buy and sell his honour as he pleases, I'll follow, and out-stare him.

And for his own advantage.

Stay, my lord,

I am sorry
And let your reason with your choler question To hear this of him; and could wish, he were
What 'tis you go about: To climb steep hills, Something mistaken in't.
Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like


No, not a syllable;
A full-hot horse; who being allow'd his way, I do pronounce him in that very shape,
Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England He shall appear in proof.
Can advise me like you : be to yourself
As you would to your friend.

Enter BRANDON; a Sergeant at Arms before him,
I'll to the king:

and two or three of the Guard. And from a mouth of honour quite cry down Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. This Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim,


Sir, There's difference in no persons.

My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl Nor.

Be advis'd: of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot

Arrest thee of high treason, in the name
That it doth singe yourself: We may outrun, Of our most sovereign king.
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,


Lo you, my loril, And lose by over-running. Know you not, The net has fall'n upon me; I shall perish The fire, that mounts the liquor till it run o'er, Under device and practice. In seeming to augment it, wastes it ? Be advis'd: Bran. I say again, there is no English soul

To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on More stronger to direct you than yourself;

The business present: 'Tis his highness' pleasure If with the sap of reason you would quench, You shall to the Tower. Qr but allay, the fire of passion.


It will help me nothing, Buck.

To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, I am thankful to you: and I'll go along

Which makes my whitest part black. The will of By your prescription :--but this top-proud fellow,

heaven (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but Be done in this and all things !--I obey.From sincere motions,) by intelligence,

O my lord Aberga'ny fare you well. And proofs as clear as founts in July, when

Bran. Nay, he must bear you company :-The We see each grain of gravel, I do know


[To ABERGAVENNY. To be corrupt and treasonous.

Is pleas'd, you shall to the Tower, till you know Nor.

Say not, treasopous. How he determines further. Buck. To the king I'll say't; and make my vouch Aber.

As the duke said, as strong

The will of heaven be done, and the king's pleasure As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox, By me obey’d. Oi wolf, or both, (for he is equal ravenous


Here is a warrant from As he is subtle; and as prone to mischief

The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the bodies As able to perform it: his mind and place

Of the duke's confessor, John de la Court, Iufecting one another, yea, reciprocally)

One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor,— Only to show his pomp as well in France

Buck. As here at home, suggests the king our master These are the limbs of the plot : no more, I hope. To this last costly treaty, the interview,

Brun. A monk o' the Chartreux. That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a glass Buek.

O, Nicholas Hopkins ? Did break i’ the rinsing.


He. Nor.

'Faith, and so it did. Buck. My surveyor is false ; the o'er-great cardinal Buck. Pray, gir me favour, sir. This cunning Hath show'd him gold: my life is spann'd already : cardinal

I am the shadow of poor Buckingham; The articles o' the combination drev

Whose figure even this instant clouds put on, As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified, By dark’ning my clear sun.-My lord, farewell. As he cried, Thus let be: to as much end,

Ereuni As give a crutch to the dead: But our count-cardinal Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey, Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows, (Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy

I am sorry


So, so;

And for me,

SCENE II.— The Council-Chamber. The back is sacrifice to the load. They say, Cornets. Enter King Henry, CARDINAL WOLSEY, They are devis'd by you; or else you suffer

Too hard an exclamation. the Lords of the Council, Sir Thomas LOVELL, Oficers, and Attendants. The King enters, lean- The nature of it? In what kind, let's know,

K. Hen.

Still exaction! ing on the CARDINAL's shoulder.

Is this exaction ? K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it, Q. Kath. I am much too venturous Thanks you for this great care: I stood i' the level In tempting of your patience; but am bolden'd Of a full-charg'd confederacy, and give thanks Under your promis'd pardon. The subject's grief To you that chok'd it.-Let be call'd before us Comes through commissions, which compel from each That gentleman of Buckingham's: in person The sixth part of his substance, to be levied I'll hear him his confessions justify;

Without delay; and the pretence for this And point by point the treasons of his master Is nam’d, your wars in France : This makes bold He shall again relate.

mouths : The King takes his State. The Lords of the Council Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze

take their several places. The CARDINAL places Allegiance in them; their curses now, himself under the King's feet, on his right side. Live where their prayers did; and it's come to pass,

That tractable obedience is a slave
A noise within, crying, Room for the Queen! Enter To each incensed will. I would, your highness

the Queen, ushered by the Dukes op NORFOLK Would give it quick consideration, for
and Suffolk; she kneels. The KING riseth from There is no primer business.
his State, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her by him.

K. Hen.

By my life,
Q. Kath. Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a suitor. This is against our pleasure.
K. Hen. Arise, and take place by us :-Half your


I have no further gone in this, than by Never name to us; you have half our power;

A single voice; and that not pass'd me, but The other moiety, ere you ask, is given;

By learned approbation of the judges. Repeat your will, and take it.

If I'm traduc'd by tongues, which neither know Q. Kath,

Thank your majesty. My faculties, nor person, yet will be That you would love yourself; and, in that love,

The chronicles of my doing,--let me say, Not unconsider'd leave your honour, nor

'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake The dignity of your office, is the point

That virtue must go through. We must not stint Of my petition.

Our necessary actions, in the fear K. Hen. Lady mine, proceed.

To cope malicious censurers; which ever, Q. Kath. I am solicited, not by a few,

As ravenous fishes, do a vessel follow
And those of true condition, that your subjects

That is new trimm'd; but benefit no further
Are in great grievance: there have been commissions Than vainly longing. What we oft do best,
Sent down among them, which have flaw'd the heart By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is
Of all their loyalties :—wherein, although,

Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft
My good lord cardinal, they vent reproaches Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
Most bitterly on you, as putter-on

For our best act. "If we shall stand still, Of these exactions, yet the king our master, In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at, (Whose honour heaven shield from soil!) even he We should take root here where we sit, or sit escapes not

State statues only.
Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks K. Hen. Things done well,
The sides of loyalty, and almost appears

And with a care, exempt themselves from fear; In loud rebellion.

Things done without example, in their issue
Not almost appears,

Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent
It doth appear: for, upon these taxations,

Of this commission ? I believe, not any. The clothiers all, not able to maintain

We must not rend our subjects from our laws, The many to them 'longing, have put off

And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each ? The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who, A trembling contribution! Why, we take, Unfit for other life, compell’d by hunger,

From every tree, lop, bark, and part o'the timber; And lack of other means, in desperate manner And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack’d, Daring the event to the teeth, are all in uproar,

The air will drink the sap. To every county, And Danger serves among them,

Where this is question’d, send our letters, with K. Hen.

Taxation ! Free pardon to each man that has denied Wherein ? and what taxation ?- My lord cardinal, The force of this coinmission : Pray, look to't; You that are blam'd for it alike with us,

I put it to your care. Know you of this taxation ?


A word with you.
Please you, sir,

(To the Secretary I know but of a single part, in aught

Let there be letters writ to every shire, (mons Pertains to the state; and front but in that file Of the king's grace and pardon. The griev'd comWhere others tell steps with me.

Hardly conceive of me; let it be nois’d, Q. Kath.

No, my lord, That, through our intercession, this revokement You know no more than others: but you frame And pardon comes : I shall anon advise you Things, that are known alike; which are not whole- l'urther in the proceeding. [Exit Secretary.

Enter Surveyor. To those which would not know them, and yet must Q. Kath. I am sorry, that the duke of Buckingham Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions Is run in your displeasure. Whereof my sovereign would have note, they are K. Hen.

It grieves many : Most pestilent to the hearing; and, to bear them, The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker,


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