To nature none more bound; his training such, You charge not in your spleen a noble person, That he may furnish and instruct great teachers, And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heea; And never seek for aid out of himself. Yes, heartily beseech you. Yet see k. Hen. Let him on:When these so noble benefits shall prove Go forward. Not well dispos'd, the mind growing once corrupt, Surv. On my soul, I'll speak but truth. They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions Than ever they were fair. This man so complete, The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas danWho was enroll'd’mongst wonders, and when we, g’rous for him Almost with ravish'd list’ning, could not find To ruminate on this so far until His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady, It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, Hath into monstrous habits put the graces It was much like to do : He answer'd, Tush! The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads K. Hen. Ha! what so rank? Ah, ha! We cannot feel too little, hear too much. (you, There's mischief in this man : -Canst thou say Wol. Stand forth ; and with bold spirit relate what further ? Most like a careful subject, have collected Surv I can, my liege. Out of the duke of Buckingham. K. Hen. Proceed. Being at Greenwich, K. Hen. I remember To make the scepter his : These very words Of such a time-Being my servant sworn, (hence ? I have heard him utter to his son-in-law, The duke retain's him his. But on; What Lord Aberga'ny; to whom by oath he menac'd Surv. If, quoth he, I for this haid been committed, Revenge upon the cardinal. As, to the Tower, I thought,- I would have play'd Wol. Please your highness, note The part my father meant to act upon This dangerous conception in this point. The usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury, Have put his knife into him. A giant traitor! Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in K. Hen. Speak on: freedom, How grounded he his title to the crown, And this man out of prison ? Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him Q. Kath. God mend all! At any time speak aught ? K. Hen. There's something more would out of Suru. He was brought to this thee; What say'st ? (knife, By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins. Surv. After the duke his father,—with the ‘K. Hen. What was that Hopkins ? He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger, Surv. Sir, a Chartreux friar, Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes, His confessor; who fed him every He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenour With words of sovereignty. Was,- Were he evil-us’d, he would out-go How know'st thou this ? His father, by as much as a performance 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 Lawrence 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 perfidious, He's traitor to the height. (E.ceunt. To the king's danger. Presently the duke Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted, SCENE III.-A Roam 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, Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit Cham. Is it possible, the spoils of France should John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour juggle To hear from him a matter of some moment : Men into such strange mysteries ? Whom after under the confession's seal Sands. New customs, He solemnly had sworn, that, what he spoke, Though they be never so ridiculous, My chaplain to no creature living, but Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. To me, should utter, with demure confidence Cham. As far as I see, all the good our English Thus pausingly ensu’d-Neither the king, nor his heirs, Have got by the late voyage, is but merely (Tell you the duke) shall prosper : bid him strive A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones; To gain the love of the commonalty; the duke For when they hold them, you would swear directly, Shall govern England. Their very noses had been counsellors Q. Kath. If I know you well, To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so. You were the duke' surveyor, and lost your office Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones ; On the complaint o' the tenants : Take good heed one would take it, That never saw them pace before, the spavin, This night to be comptrollers. Sands. I am your lordship's. Cham. Death! my lord, [Exeunt. Place. Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Care Lov, 'Faith, my lord, DINAL, a longer table for the guests. Enter at one door ANNE BULLEN, and divers Lords, Ladies, I hear of none, but the new proclamation and Gentlewomen, as guests; at another door, enter That's clapp'd upon the court-gate. Cham. What is't for? Sir HENRY GUILDFORD. Lov. The reformation of our travell’d gallants, Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors. Salutes ye all: This night he dedicates Cham. I am glad, 'tis there ; now I would pray To fair content, and you : none here, he hopes, our monsieurs In all this noble bevy, has brought with her To think an English courtier may be wise, One care abroad: he would have all as merry And never see the Louvre. As first-good company, good wine, good welcome Lov, They must either Can make good people.- -0, my lord, you are (For so run the conditions,) leave these remnants tardy; Of fool, and feather, that they got in France, Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir With all their honourable points of ignorance, THOMAS LOVELL. The very thought of this fair company Clapp'd wings to me. Clam. The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings, You are young, sir Harry Guildford Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal Short blisterd breeches, and those types of travel, And understand again like honest men : But half my lay-thoughts in him, some of these Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it, Should find a running banquet ere they rested ;They may, cum privilegio, wear away I think, would better please them : By my life, The lag end of their lewdness, and be laugh'd at. They are a sweet society of fair ones. Sands. "Tis time to give them physick, their Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor diseases To one or two of these ! I would, I were; They should find easy penance. 'Faith, how easy? Will have of these trim vanities ! Lov. Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it. Ay, marry, There will be woe, indeed, lords ; the sly whoresons Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit? Sir Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies ; Harry, A French song, and a fiddle , has no fellow; (going; His grace is ent'ring. - Nay, you must not freeze; Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this: Sands. The devil fiddle them! I am glad, they're Two women plac'd together makes cold weather:(For, sure, there's no converting of them;) now, An honest country lord, as I am, beaten My lord Sands, you are one will keep them waking, A long time out of play, may bring his plain-song, Pray, sit between these ladies. Sands. And have an hour of bearing; and, by'r lady, By my faith, (ladies : And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet, Hold current musick too. Cham. Well said, lord Sands ; [Seats himself between Anne Bullen and another lady. Your colt's tooth is not cast yet. If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; Sands. No, my lord; Nor shall not, while I have a stump. I had it from my father. Anne. Was he mad, sir ? Sands. 0, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too Lov, To the cardinal's; But he would bite none; just as I do now, Your lordship is a guest too. He would kiss you twenty with a breath. (Kisses her, Cham. Cham. 0, 'tis true : Well said, my lord. This night he makes a supper, and a great one, So now you are fairly seated :-(entlemen, 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. [indeed, Pass away frowning. 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. (him, Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that Sands. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal; in noble lady, 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 Cham. 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 Thomas, And save me so much talking. We shall be late else: which I would not be, Wol. My lord San For I was spoke to, with sir Henry Guildford, I am beholden to you: cheer your neighoours.- Lov. Your grace, Ladies, you are not merry ;-Gentlemen, Charn Such a one, they all confess, Whose fault is this? There is, indeed; which they would have your grace Sands. The red wine first must rise Find out, and he will take it. In their fair cheeks, my lord ; then we shall have them Wol. Let me see then.Talk us to silence. (Comes from his state. Anne. You are a merry gamester, By all your good leaves, gentlemen;-Here I'll make My lord Sands. My royal choice. Sands. Yes, if I make my play. K. Hen. You have found him, cardinal: Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, [Unmasking. For 'tis to such a thing, You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord : Anne. You cannot show me, You are a churchman, or I'll tell you, cardinal, Sands. I told your grace, they would talk anon. I should judge now unhappily. [Drum and trumpets within : Chambers Wol. I am glad, Your grace is grown so pleasant. My lord chamberlain Cham. Look out there, some of you. Prythee, come hither: What fair lady's that ? [Exit a Servant. Cham. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bul Wol. What warlike voice? len's daughter, And to what end is this ?-Nay, ladies, fear not; The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' wom.en. By all the laws of war you are privileg'd. K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one.-Sweet. Re-enter Servant. heart, I were unmannerly, to take you out, And not to kiss you.-A health, gentlemen, Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready landed; l'the privy chamber? And hither make, as great ambassadors From foreign princes. Yes, my lord. Wol. I fear, with dancing is a little heated. K. Hen. I fear, too much. tongrie; Wol. There's fresher air, my lord, And, pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them In the next chamber. Ipartner, Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Shall shine at full upon them :-Some attend him. I must not yet forsake you :--Let's be meny; K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one.-Sweet [Exit Chamberlain, attended. Ail arise, Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths and tables remored, To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. To lead them once again ; and then let's dream A good digestion to you all: and, once more, Who's best in favour.-Let the musick knock it. I shower a welcome on you;— Welcome all. (Exeunt, with trumpels, 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 CARDINAL, and gracefully АСТ II. salute him. A noble company! what are their pleasures ? (pray'd SCENE I.--A Street. Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they Enter Two Gentlemen, meeting. To tell your grace;-'That, having heard by fame of this so noble and so fair assembly I Gent. Whither away so fast ? This night to meet here, they could'do no less, 2 Gent. 0,-God save yr u Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, Even to the hall, to hear what shall become But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct, of the great duke of Buckingham. Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat 1 Gent. I'll save you An hour of revels with them. That labour, sir. All's now done, but the ceremoniy Wol. Say, lord chamberlain, Of bringing back the prisoner. They have done my poor house grace; for which I 2 Gent. Were you there? I Gent. Yes, indeed, was I. Athousand thanks and pray them take their pleasures. 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? (Ladies chosen for the dance. The KING 1 Gent. You may guess quickly what. chooses ANNE BULLEN. 2 Gent. Is he found guilty ? K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O, 1 Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemo'd upon it. beauty, 2 Gent. I am sorry for't. Tili now I never knew thee. [Musick. Dance. 1 Gent. So are a number more. Wol. My lord, 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it? Cham. Your grace? 1 Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions Of divers witnesses; which the duke desir'd At which appear'd against him, bis surveyor; pay them Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Court, | Is only bitter to him, only dying, Go with me, like good angels, to my end; And, as the long divorce of steel falls or me, 2 Gent. That was he, Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice, (name. That fed him with his prophecies ? And lift 'my soul to heaven.—Lead on, o'God's 1 Gent, The same. Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity, All these accus'd him strongly; which he fain If ever any malice in your heart Would have flung from him, but indeed he could not: Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly. And so his peers, upon this evidence, Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as freely forgive you, Have found him guilty of high trcason. Much As I would be forgiven : I forgive all; He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all There cannot be those numberless offences Was either pitied in him, or forgotten. 'Gainst me, I can't make peace with : no black envy 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself? Shall make my grave.--Commend me to his grace; 1 Gent. When he was brought again to the bar, - And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him, to hear You met him half in heaven : my vows and prayers His knell rung out, his judgment,--he was stirrd Yet are the king's; and, till my soul forsake me, With such an agony, he sweat extremely, Shall cry for blessings on him; May he live And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty: Longer than I have time to tell his years! But he fell to himself again, and, sweetly, Ever belov'd, and loving, may his rule be! In all the rest show'd a most noble patience. And, when old time shall lead him to his end, 2 Gent. I do not think he fears death. Goodness and he fill up one monument ! 1 Gent. Sure, he does not, Lov. To the water side I must couduct your grace; He never was su womanish; the cause Then give my charge up to sir Nicholas Vaux, He may a little grieve at. Who undertakes you to your end. Prepare there, The cardinal is the end of this. The duke is coming; see, the barge be ready ; 1 Gent. 'Tis likely, And fit it with such furniture, as suits Buck, Nay, sir Nicholas, Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too, Let it alone; my state now will but mock me. Lest he should help his father. When I came hither, I was lord high coustable, 2 Gent. 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 noted, That never knew what truth meant : I now seal it; And generally; whoever the king favours, And with that blood will make them one day grean The cardinal instantly will find employment, for't. And far enough from court too. My nobie father, Henry of Buckingham, 2 Gent. All the commons Who first rais'd head against usurping Richard, Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, Flying for succour to his servant Banister, Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much Being distress'd, was by that wretch betray'd, They love and dote on; call him bounteous Buck. And without trial fell ;' God's peace be with him! ingham, Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying The mirror of all courtesy ;- My father's loss, like a most royal prince, I Gent. Stay there, sir, Restor’d me to my honours, and, out of ruins, And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of. Made my name once more noble. Now his son, Enter Buckingham from his arraignment; Tipstaves Henry the Eighth, life, honour, name, and all before him ; the axe with the edge towards him; For ever from the world. I had my trial, That made me happy, at one stroke has taken halberds on each side ; with him Sir Thomas Lo- And, meist needs say, a noble one ; which makes me VELL, Sir Nicholas Vaux, Sir William Sands, A little happier than my wretched father: and common people. Yet thus far we are one in fortunes, -Both 2 Gent, Let's stand close, and behold him. Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd most; Buck. All good people, ' A most unnatural and faithless service ! You that thus far have come to pity me, Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear me, Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me. This from a dying man receive as certain : I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels, And by that name must die; yet, heaven bear witness, Be sure you be not loose ; for those you make friends, And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, And give your hearts to, when they once perceive Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful! The least rub in your fortunes, fali away The law I bear no malice for my death, Like water from ye, never found again It has done, upon the premises, but justice : But where they mean to sink ye. All good people, But those, that sought it, I could wish more christians. Pray for me! I must now forsake ye; the last hour Be what they will, I heartily forgive them: Of my long weary life is come upon me. Yet let them look they glory not in mischief, Farewell: Nor build their evils on the graves of great men; And when you would say something that is sad, For then my guiltless blood must cry against them. Speak how I fell. I have done ; and God forgive For further life in this world I ne'er hope, me ! [Ereunt BUCKINGHAM and Train, Nor will I sue, although the king have mercies 1 Gent. O, this is full of pity!-Sir, it calls, More than I dare make faults. You few that lov'd me, I fear, too many curses on their heads And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham, That were the authors. His poble friends, and fellows, whom to leave 12 Gent. If the duke be guiltless, 'Tis full of woe : yet I can give you inkling Nor. How holily he works in all his business. Di au ensuing evil, if it fall, And with what zeal! For now he has crack'u the Greater than this. league (nephew. I Gent. Good angels keep it from us ! Between us and the emperor, the queen’s great Where may it be ? You do not doubi my faith, sir ? He dives into the king's soul; and there scatters 2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill require Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience, A strong faith to conceal it. Fears, and despairs, and all these for bis marriage: 1 Gent. Let me have it; And out of all these, to restore the king, I do not talk much. He counsels a divorce : a loss of her, 2 Gent. I am confident; That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years You shall, sir : Did you not of late days hear About his neck, yet never lost her lustre: A buzzing, of a separation Of her, that loves him with that excellence Between the king and Katharine ? That angels love good men with; even of her I Gent. Yes, but it held not: That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls, For when the king once heard it, out of anger Will bless the king : And is not this course pious ? He sent command to the lord mayor, straight Cham. Heaven keep me from such counsel ! 'Tis To stop the rumour, and allay those tongues most true, [them, That durst disperse it. These news are every where ; every tongue speaks 2 Gent. But that slander, sir, And every heart weeps for’t : All, that dare Is found a truth now: for it grows again Look into these affairs, see this main end, - (open Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certain, The French king's sister! Heaven will one day The king will venture at it. Either the cardinal, The king's eyes, that so long have slept upon Or some about him near, have, out of malice This bold bad uan. To the good queen, possess'd him with a scruple Suf. And free us from his slavery. That will undo her: To confirm this too, Nor. We had need pray, Cardinal Campeius is arriv'd, and lately; And heartily, for our deliverance; As all think, for this business. Or this imperious man will work us all 1 Gent. 'Tis the cardinal; From princes into pages; all men's honours And merely to revenge him on the emperor, Lie in one lump before him, to be fashion'd For not bestowing on him, at his asking, Into what pitch be please. The archbishoprick of Toledo, this is purpos’d. Suf: For me, my lords, 2 Gent. I think, you have hit the mark: But is't I love him not, nor fear him; there's my creed not cruel, As I am made without him, so I'll stand, That she should feel the smart of this ? The cardipal If the king please ; his curses and his blessings Will have his will, and she must all Touch me alike-ihey are breath I not believe in. I Gent. 'Tis woful. I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him We are too open here to argue this ; To him that made him proud, the pope. Let's think in private more. [Ereunt. Nor. Let's in, And with some other business, put the king [him: SCENE II.-An Ante-chamber in the Palace. From these sad thoughts, that work too much upon Enter the Lord Chamberlain, readı. g a letter. My lord, you'll bear us company? Excuse me; Cham. My lord, --The horses your lord: hip sent for, The king hath sent me other-where : besides, with all the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him: furnished. They were young, and handsome; and of Health to your lordships. the best breed in the north. When they were ready to Nor. Thanks, my good lord chamberlain. set out for London, a man of my lord card. nal's, by [Exit Lord Chamberlain commission, and main power, took 'em from ne; with Norfolk opens a folding-door. The King is discothis reason,- His master would be served befon, a sub vered sitting, and reading pensively. ject, if not before the king ; which stopped our inouths, Suf. How sad he looks! sure, he is much afflicted, sir. K. Hen. Who is there ? ah ? I fear he will, indeed : Well, let him have them : Nor. 'Pray God, he be not angry. He will have all, I think. K. Hen. Who's there, I say? How dare you Enter the Dukes op NORFOLK and SUFFOLK. thrust yourselves Nor. Well met, my good Who am I? ha? Into my private meditations ? Lord Chamberlain. Nor. A gracious king, that pardons all offences Cham. Good day to both your graces. Malice ne'er meant: our breach of duty, this way, Suf. How is the king employ'd ? Cam. I left him private, To know your royal pleasure. Is business of estate; in which, we come Full of sad thoughts and troubles. K. Hen. You are too bold; Nor. What's the cause ? Go to; I'll make ye know your times of business : Cham. It seems the marriage with his brother's Is this an hour for temporal affairs ? ha?wife Enter WOLSEY und CAMPETUS, No, his conscience Who's there ? my good lord cardinal ?-) my Wol. Has crept too near another lady. sey, Nor. 'Tis so : The quiet of my wounded conscience, This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal: Thou art a cure fit for a king.-You're welcome That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune, [To CAMPETUS. Turns what he lists. The king will know him one day. Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdomn; Suf Pray God, he do! he'll never know himselfelse. Use us, and it:-My good lord, have great care |