SCENE I.

ACT II.

Westminster. A street.

Enter two Gentlemen, meeting.

First Gent. Whither away so fast?

Sec. Gent.

O, God save ye!

Even to the hall, to hear what shall become

Of the great Duke of Buckingham.

First Gent.

I'll save you

That labour, sir. All's now done, but the

ceremony

Of bringing back the prisoner.

Sec. Gent.

Were you there?

First Gent. Yes, indeed was I.

Sec. Gent. Pray, speak what has hap

pen'd.

First Gent. You may guess quickly what.
Sec. Gent.
Is he found guilty?

First Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon 't.

Sec. Gent. I am sorry for 't.

First Gent.

So are a number more.

Sec. Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it?

First Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The

great duke

Came to the bar; where to his accusations
He pleaded still not guilty, and alleged

Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
The king's attorney on the contrary
Urged on the examinations, proofs, confes-
sions

Of divers witnesses; which the duke desired
To have brought viva voce to his face :
At which appear'd against him his sur-
veyor;

Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John

Car,

Confessor to him; with that devil monk,

Hopkins, that made this mischief.

And so his peers upon this evidence

Have found him guilty of high treason.
Much

He spoke, and learnedly, for life, but all
Was either pitied in him or forgotten.

Sec. Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself?

First Gent. When he was brought again to the bar, to hear

His knell rung out, his judgement, he was stirr'd

With such an agony, he sweat extremely, And something spoke in choler, ill and hasty:

But he fell to himself again and sweetly
In all the rest show'd a most noble patience.
Sec. Gent. I do not think he fears death.
First Gent.
Sure, he does not;
He never was so womanish; the cause

He may a little grieve at.

Sec. Gent.

Certainly

The cardinal is the end of this.

First Gent.

"Tis likely,

By all conjectures: first, Kildare's attainder, Then deputy of Ireland; who removed, Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too,

No doubt he will requite it. This is noted, And generally, whoever the king favours, The cardinal instantly will find employment,

And far enough from court too.

Sec. Gent.

All the commons

Hate him perniciously, and, o' my con

science,

Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much

They love and dote on; call him bounteous

Buckingham,

The mirror of all courtesy

First Gent. Stay there, sir, And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.

Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment, tipstaves before him, the axe with the edge towards him, halberds on each side, accompanied with SIR THOMAS LOVELL, SIR NICHOLAS VAUX, SIR WILLIAM SANDS, and common people, &c.

Sec. Gent. Let's stand close, and behold