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Buch.

I read in his looks 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.

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.
Nor.

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 over-running. Know you not,
The fire, that mounts the liquor till it 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.
Buck.

Sir,
I am thankful to you; and I'll
By your prescription :--but this top-proud fellow,

go along

? He bores me with some trick:] He stabs or wounds me by some artifice or fiction.

from a mouth of honour-) I will crush this base-born fellow, by the due influence of my rank, or say that all distinction of persons is at an end. Johnson.

(Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but
From sincere motions,)* by intelligence,
And proofs as clear as founts in July, when
We see each grain of gravel, I do know
To be corrupt and treasonous.
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, Or wolf, or both, (for he is equal ravenous, As he is subtle; and as prone to mischief, As able to perform it: his mind and place Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally,) Only to show his pomp as well in France As here at home, suggests the king our master To this last costly treaty, the interview, 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-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
To the old dam, treason,)-Charles the emperor,
Under pretence to see the queen his aunt,
(For 'twas, indeed, his colour; but he came
To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation:
His fears were, that the interview, betwixt
England and France, might, through their amity,
Breed him some prejudice; for from this league

sincere motions,)] Honest indignation.
suggests-] Suggests, for excites.

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Peep'd harms that inenac'd him: He privily
Deals with our cardinal; and, as I trow,-
Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperor
Paid ere he promis'd; whereby his suit was granted,
Ere it was ask'd;—but when the way was made,
And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus desir'd;
That he would please to alter the king's course,
And break the foresaid peace. Let the king know,
(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardinal
Does buy and sell his honour as he pleases,
And for his own advantage.

Nor.

I am sorry

To hear this of him; and could wish, he were
Something mistaken in't.
Buch.

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. Serg.

Sir, My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl Of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I Arrest thee of high treason, in the name Of our most sovereign king. Buck.

Lo you, my lord, The net has fall’n upon me; I shall perish Under device and practice.?

Bran. To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on The business present: 'Tis his highness' pleasure,

I am sorry

he were

Something mistaken in't.] That is, that he were something different from what he is taken or supposed by you to be.

i practice.) i. e. unfair stratagem.

You shall to the Tower.
Buck.

It will help me nothing, To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, Which makes my whitest part black. The will of

heaven Be done in this and all things!—I obey.-O my lord Aberga'ny, fare you

well. 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.

Brand. Here is a warrant from The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the bodies • Of the duke's confessor, John de la Court, One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor,

Buck.
These are the limbs of the plot: No more, I hope.

Bran. A monk o' the Chartreux.
Buch.

0, Nicholas Hopkins? Bran.

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, By dark’ning my clear sun.--My lord, farewell.

[Exeunt.

So, so;

- my life is spann'd already :) My time is measured, the length of my life is now determined.

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 Cardinals 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 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. 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. 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

The King

suit

and the best heart of it,] Heart is not here taken for the great organ of circulation and life, but, in a common, and popular sense, for the most valuable or precious part.

stood i'the level,] To stand in the level of a gun is to stand in a line with its mouth, so as to be hit by the shot.

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