Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore, best Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book Out-worths a noble's blood. Matter against me; and his eye revil'd Me, as his abject object: at this instant He bores' me with some trick: He's gone to the king; I'll follow, and out-stare him. Nor. As Buck. I'll to the king; And from a mouth of honour quite cry down Nor. Be advis'd; Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot More stronger to direct you than yourself; Buck Sir, I am thankful to you; and I'll go along By your prescription:- but this top-proud fellow, And proofs as clear as founts in Júly, when Nor. Say not, treasonous. Buck. To the king I'll say't; and make my vouch as strong As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox, 3 That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a glass Did break i' the rinsing. Nor. 'Faith, and so it did. Buck. Pray, give me favour, sir. This cunning cardinal The articles o'the combination drew, As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified, As he cried, Thus let be: to as much end, As give a crutch to the dead: But our count-car dinal Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey, To the old dam, treason,) - Charles the emperor, 3 Excites. Breed him some prejudice; for from this league Peep'd harms that menac'd him: He privily Deals with our cardinal; and, as I trow, Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperor Nor. I am sorry To hear this of him; and could wish, he were Buck. No, not a syllable; I do pronounce him in that very shape, He shall appear in proof. Enter BRANDON; a Sergeant at Arms before him, and two or three of the Guard. Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. Buck. Sir, Lo you, my lord, The net has fall'n upon me; I shall perish Under device and practice. * Bran. I am sorry To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on The business present: 'Tis his highness' pleasure You shall to the Tower. Buck. It will help me nothing, To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, • Unfair stratagem. Which makes my whitest part black. The will of heaven Be done in this and all things! I obey. - Bran. Nay, he must bear you company:— The king [To ABERGAVENNY. Is pleas'd, you shall to the Tower, till you know How he determines further. Aber. 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 bodies Buck. So, so; These are the limbs of the plot: no more, I hope. Bran. A monk o' the Chartreux. Buck. Bran. O, Nicholas Hopkins? He. Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er-great car dinal Hath show'd him gold: my life is spann'd already: I am the shadow of poor Buckingham; Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on, My lord, farewell. SCENE II. The Council-Chamber. Cornets. Enter King HENRY, Cardinal WOLSEY, the Lords of the Council, Sir THOMAS LOVELL, Officers, and Attendants. The King enters, leaning on the Cardinal's shoulder. 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. And point by point the treasons of his master 5 The King takes his state. The Lords of the Council take their several places. The Cardinal places himself under the King's feet, on his right side. A noise within, crying, Room for the Queen. Enter the Queen, ushered by the Dukes of NORFOLK and SUFFOLK: she kneels. The King riseth from his state, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her by him. Q. Kath. Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a suitor. K. Hen. Arise, and take place by us :- Half your suit Never name to us; you have half our power: Q. Kath. Thank your majesty. That you would love yourself; and, in that love, The dignity of your office, is the point Of my petition. K. Hen. Lady mine, proceed. Q. Kath. I am solicited, not by a few, And those of true condition, that your subjects sions Sent down among them, which hath flaw'd the heart 5 Chair of state, throne. |