So, so;

some

Be done in this and all things ! - I obey.

Of these exactions, yet the king our master, O iny lord Aberga'ny fare you well.

(Whose bonour heaven shield from soil !) even ho Bran. Nay, he must bear you company :

The

escapes not king

[To A BERGAVENNY. Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks Is pleas'd, you shall to the Tower, till you know The sides of loyalty, and almost appears How he determines further.

In loud rebellion.
Aber.
As the duke said, Nor.

Not almost appears,
The will of heaven be done, and the king's pleasure | It doth appear : for, upon these taxations,
By me obey'd.

The clothiers all, not able to maintain
Brand.
Here is a warrant from

The many to them 'longing, have put off
The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the bodies The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who,
Of the duke's confessor, John de la Court,

Unfit for other life, compellid by hunger, One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor,

And lack of other means, in desperate manner Buck.

Daring the event to the teeth, are all in uproar, These are the limbs of the plot : no more, I hope. And Danger serves among them. Bran. A monk o' the Chartreux.

K. Hen.

Taxation ! Buck.

0, Nicholas Hopkins ? Wherein ? and what taxation ?- My lord cardinal, Bran.

He.

You that are blam'd for it alike with us, Buck. My surveyor is false ; the o'er-great | Know you of this taxation ? cardinal

Wol.

Please you, sir, Hath show'd him gold : my life is spann'd already : I know but of a single part, in aught I am the shadow of poor Buckingham ;

Pertains to the state ; and front but in that file Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on, Where others tell steps with me. By dark’ning my clear sun. My lord, farewell. Q. Kath.

No, my lord, [Ereunt. You know no more than others : but you frame

Things, that are known alike ; which are not wholeSCENE II. - The Council-Chamber.

To those which would not know them, and yet must Cornets. Enter King Henry, CARDINAL Wolsey,

Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions the Lords of the Council, Sir Thomas Lovell,

Whereof my sovereign would have note, they are Officers, and Attendants. The King enters,

Most pestilent to the hearing; and, to bear them, leaning on the CARDINAL's shoulder.

The back is sacrifice to the load. They say,
K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it, They are devis'd by you ; or else you suffer
Thanks you for this great care : I stood i' the level Too hard an exclamation.
Of a full-charg'd confederacy, and give thanks

K. Hen.

Still exaction !
To you that chok'd it. — Let be call'd before us The nature of it? In what kind, let's know,
That gentleman of Buckingham's: in person Is this exaction ?
I'll hear him his confessions justify;

Q. Kath. I am much too venturous And point by point the treasons of his master In tempting of your patience; but am bolden'd He shall again relate.

Under your promis'd pardon. The subject's grief

Comes through commissions, which compel from each The King takes his State. The Lords of the Council

The sixth part of his substance, to be levied take their several places. The Cardinal places without delay ; and the pretence for this himself under the King's feet, on his right side.

Is nam'd, your wars in France: This makes bold

mouths : A noise within, crying, Room for the Queen! Enter

the Queen, ushered by the Dukes OF NORFOLK Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze and SUFFOLK: she kneels. The King riseth from Live where their prayers did ; and it's come to pass,

Allegiance in them; their curses now, his State, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her

That tractable obedience is a slave

To each incensed will. I would, your highness Q. Kath. Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a Would give it quick consideration, for suitor.

There is no primer business. K. Hen. Arise, and take place by us :- Half K. Hen.

By my life,

This is against our pleasure. Never name to us; your have half our power ;

Wol.

And for me, The other moiety, ere you ask, is given;

I have no further gone in this, than by Repeat your will, and take it.

A single voice ; and that not pass'd me, but Q. Rath.

Thank your majesty. By learned approbation of the judges. That you would love yourself; and, in that love, If I am traduc'd by tongues, which neither know Not unconsider'd leave your honour, nor

My faculties, nor person, yet will be The dignity of your office, is the point

The chronicles of my doing, - let me say, Of my petition.

'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake K. Hen. Lady mine, proceed.

That virtue must go through. We must not stint Q. Kath. I am solicited, not by a few,

Our necessary actions, in the fear
And those of true condition, that your subjects To cope malicious censurers; which ever,
Are in great grievance: there have been commissions As ravenous fishes, do a vessel follow
Sent down among them, which have flaw'd the heart That is new trimm'd; but benefit no further
Of all their loyalties : - wherein, although, Than vainly longing. What we oft do best,
My good lord cardinal, they vent reproaches By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is
Most bitterly on you, as putter-on

Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft,

by him.

your suit

mons

Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up

Q. Kath.

My learn'd lord cardinal, For our best act. If we shall stand still,

Deliver all with charity. In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at, K. Hen.

Speak on : We should take root here where we sit, or sit How grounded he his title to the crown, State statues only.

Upon our fail ? to this point hast thou heard him K. Hen. Things done well,

At any time speak aught? And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;

Surv.

He was brought to this Things done without example, in their issue By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins. Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent

K. Hen. What was that Hopkins ? Of this commission ? I believe, not any.

Sury.

Sir, a Chartreux friar, We must not rend our subjects from our laws, His confessor ; who fed him every minute And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each ? With words of sovereignty. A trembling contribution! Why, we take,

K. Hen.

How know'st thou this? From every tree, lop, bark, and part o'the timber; Surv. Not long before your highness sped 10 And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack'd,

France, The air will drink the sap. To every county, The duke being at the Rose, within the parish Where this is question’d, send our letters, with Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand Free pardon to each man that has denied

What was the speech amongst the Londoners The force of this commission : Pray, look to't ; Concerning the French journey : I replied, I put it to your care.

Men fear'd, the French would prove perfidious, Wol. A word with you.

To the king's danger. Presently the duke

[To the Secretary. Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed ; and that he doubted, Let there be letters writ to every shire,

'Twould prove the verity of certain words Of the king's grace and pardon. The griev'd com- Spoke by a holy monk : that oft, says he,

Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit Hardly conceive of me; let it be nois'd,

John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour
That, through our intercession, this revokemen' To hear from him a matter of some moment :
And pardon comes : I shall anon advise you Whom after under the confession's seal
Further in the proceeding. [Erit Secretary. He solemnly had sworn, that, what he spoke,

My chaplain to no creature living, but
Enter Surveyor.

To me, should utter, with demure confidence
Q. Kath. I am sorry, that the duke of Buckingham Thus pausingly ensu'd-Neither the king, nor his heirs,
Is run in your displeasure.

(Tell you the duke) shall prosper : bid him strive K. Hen.

It grieves many : To gain the love of the commonalty; the duke
The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker, Shall govern England.
To nature none more bound ; his training such, Q. Kath.

If I know you well,
That he may furnish and instruct great teachers, You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office
And never seek for aid out of himself.

On the complaint o' the tenants : Take good heed, Yet see

You charge not in your spleen a noble person, When these so noble benefits shall prove

And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heed ; Not well dispos’d, the mind growing once corrupt, Yes, heartily beseech you. They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly K. Hen.

Let him on :-
Than ever they were fair. This man so complete, Go forward.
Who was enroll'd ’mongst wonders, and when we, Surv. On my soul, I'll speak but truth.
Almost with ravish'd list'ning, could not find I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions
His bour of speech a minute; he, my lady, The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas dan-
Hath into monstrous habits put

the
graces

g'rous for him That once were his, and is become as black

To ruminate on this so far, until As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you shall hear It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, (This was his gentleman in trust,) of him

It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush ! Things to strike honour sad. - Bid him recount It can do me no damage : adding further, The fore-recited practices: whereof

That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd, We cannot feel too little, hear too much.

The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads Wel. Stand forth; and with bold spirit relate what should have gone off. you,

K. Hen.

Ha! what so rank? Ah, ha! Most like a careful subject, have collected

There's mischief in this man : - Canst thou say Out of the duke of Buckingham.

further? K. Hen.

Speak freely. Surv. I can, my liege. Surr. First, it was usual with him, every day K. Hen.

Proceed. It would infect his speech, That if the king

Sury.

Being at Greenwich, Should without issue die, he'd carry it so

After your highness had reprov'd the duke To make the scepter his : These very words

Aboat sir William Blomer, I have heard him utter to his son-in-law,

K. Hen.

I remember Lord Aberga'ny; to whom by oath he menac'd Of such a time - Being my servant sworn, Revenge upon the cardinal.

The duke retain'd him his. · But on; What Wol. Please your higliness, note

hence ? This dangerous conception in this point.

Surv. If, quoth he, I for this had been committed, Not friended by his wish, to your high person As, to the Tower, I thought, - I would have play'd His will is most malignant; and it stretches The part my father meant to act upon Beyond you, to your friends.

The usurper Richard : who, being at Salisbury,

sons

Made suit to come in his presence ; which if granted, And understand again like honest men;
As he made semblance of his duty, would

Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it, Have put his knife into him.

They may, cum privilegio, wear away K. Hen.

A giant traitor! The lag end of their lewdness, and be laugh'd at. Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in Sands. 'Tis time to give them physick, their freedom,

diseases And this man out of prison ?

Are grown so catching.
Q. kath.

God mend all !
Chaт.

What a loss our ladies K: Hen. There's something more would out of Will have of these trim vanities ! thee; What say'st ?

Lov.

Ay, marry, Sury. After the duke his father, — with the There will be woe indeed, lords; the sly whore

knife, He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger, Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies ; Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes, A French song, and a fiddle, has no fellow. He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenour Sands. The devil fiddle them! I am glad, they're Was, Were he evil us’d, he would out-go

going; His father, by as much as a performance

(For, sure, there's no converting of them ;) now, Does an irresolute purpose.

An honest country lord, as I am, beaten K. Hen.

There's his period, A long time out of play, may bring his plainTo sheath his knife in us. He is attach'd ;

song, Call him to present trial : if he may

And have an hour of hearing ; and, by'r lady, Find mercy in the law, 'tis his ; if none,

Held current musick too. Let him not seek’t of us: by day and night,

Chami.

Well said, lord Sands; He's traitor to the height.

[Exeunt. Your colt's tooth is oot cast yet.
Sands.

No, my lord; SCENE III. A Room in the Palace. Nor shall not, while I have a stump.

Cham.

Sir Thomas, Enter the Lord Chamberlain and Lord SANDS.

Whither were you a going ? Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should Lov.

To the cardinal's; juggle

Your lordship is a guest too. Men into such strange mysteries?

Cham.

0, 'tis true : Sands.

New customs,

This night he makes a supper, and a great one, Though they be never so ridiculous,

To many lords and ladies; there will be
Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you.

Cham. As far as I see, all the good our English Lov. That churchınan bears a bouateous mind Have got by the late voyage, is but merely

indeed,
A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones; A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us,
For when they hold them, you would swear directly, His dews fall every where.
Their very noses had been counsellors

Chmt.

No doubt, he's nublt, To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so.

He had a black mouth, that said other of him. Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones; Sands. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal ; in one would take it,

him, That never saw them pace before, the spavin, Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine : A springhalt reign'd among them.

Men of his way should be most liberal, Cham.

Death! my lord, They are set here for examp'es. Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too,

Chan.

True, they are so; That, sure, they have worn out christendom. How But few now give so great ones. My barge stays;

Your lordship shall along:- Come, good sir Thomas, What news, sir Thomas Lovell ?

We shall be late else : which I would not be,

For I was spoke to, with sir Henry Guildford, Enter Sir THOMAS LOVELL.

This night to be comptrollers. Lov. 'Faith, my lord, Sunds.

I am your lordship's. I hear of none, but the new proclamation

[Ereunt. That's clapp'd upon the court-gate. Chang.

What is't for? SCENE IV. The Presence-Chamber in YorkLov. The reformation of our travell’d gallants,

Place.
That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
Cham. I am glad, 'tis there; now I would pray

Haulboys. A small table under a state for the Carour monsieurs

DINAL, a longer table for the guests. Enter at one To think an English courtier may be wise,

door ANNE BULLEY, and divers Lords, Ladies,

and Gentlewomer. as guests; at another door, And never see the Louvre.

enter Sir HENRY GUILDFORD. L.ov.

They must either (For so run the conditions,) leave these remnants Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace Of fool, and feather, that they got in France, Salutes ye all : This night he dedicates With all their honourable points of ignorance, To fair content, and you : none here, he hopes, Pertaining thereunto, (as fights, and fireworks ; In all this noble bevy, has brought with her Abusing better men than they can be,

One care abroad: he would have all as merry Out of a foreign wisdom,) renouncing clean As first-good company, good wine, good welcome, The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings, Can make good people. · O, my lord, you are Short blister'd breaches, and those types of travel,

tardy ;

now

pray'd

Wol.

What's that? Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir

Cham. Look out there, some of you.
Tuomas LOYELL.

(Erit a Servant. The very thought of this fair company

Wol.

What warlike voice ? Clapp'd wings to me.

And to what end is this? - Nay, ladies, fear not;
Cla. You are young, sir Harry Guildford. By all the laws of war you are privileg'd.
Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal

Re-enter Servant.
But half my lay-thoughts in him, some of these
Should find a running banquet ere they rested, Cham. How now? what is't?
I think, would better please them : By my life,

Cerv.

A noble troop of strangers ; They are a sweet society of fair ones.

For sv they seem ; they have left their barge, and Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor

landed; 'To one or two of these !

And hither make, as great ambassadors
Sands.
I would, I were ;

From foreign princes.
They should find easy penance.

Wol.

Good lord chamberlain, Lov.

’Faith, how easy? | Go, give them welcome, you can speak the French Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it.

tongue; Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit? Sir And, pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them, Harry,

Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this : Shall shine at full upon them :- Some attend him.His grace is ent'ring. - Nay, you must not freeze;

[Exit Chamberlain, attended. All arise, Two women plac'd together makes cold weather :

and tables removed. My lord Sands, you are one will keep them waking; You have now a broken banquet ; but we'll mend it. Pray, sit between these ladies.

A good digestion to you all : and, once more, Sands. By my faith, I shower a welcome on you ;

Welcome all. And thank your lordship. By your leave, sweet ladies :

Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve others, as [Seats himself between Anne Bullen and maskers, habited like shepherds, with sixteen torchanother lady.

bearers ;

ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;

They pass directly before the CARDINAL, and graceI had it from my father.

fully salute him. Anne. Was he mad, sir ?

A noble company! what are their pleasures : Sands. 0, very mad, exceeding mad, in love Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they

too: But he would bite none ; just as I do now,

To tell your grace ;

- That, having heard by fame He would kiss you twenty with a breath. (Kisses her. Of this so noble and so fair assembly chaт.

Well said, my lord. This night to meet here, they could do no less,
So, now you are fairly seated : Gentlemen, Out of the great respect they bear to beauty,
The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct,
Pass away frowning.

Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat
Sands.
For my little cure,

An hour of revels with them.
Let me alone.

Wol.

Say, lord chamberlain,

They have done my poor house grace; for which I Hautboys. Enter CardinaL Wolsey, attended; and takes his state.

A thousand thanks,and pray them take their pleasures. Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that

[Ladies chosen for the dunce. The KING noble lady,

chooses ANNE BULLEN. Or gentleman, that is not freely merry,

K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O, Is not my friend : This, to confirm my welcome ;

beauty, And to you all good health.

[Drinks. Till now I never knew thee. (Musick. Dance. Sands.

Your grace is noble : Wol. My lord, Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks,

Cham.

Your grace ? And save me so much talking.

Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me: Wol.

My lord Sands, There should be one amongst them, by his person, I am beholden to you: cheer your neighbours. More worthy this place than myself; to whom, Ladies, you are not merry ;- Gentlemen,

If I but knew him, with my love and duty
Whose fault is this?

I would surrender it.
Sands.
The red wine first must rise Cha.

I will, my lord.
In their fair chveks, my lord ; then we shall have

[Cham. goes to the company, and returns. them

Wol. What say they ? Talk us to silence.

Chaт.

Such a one, they all confess, Anne. You are a merry gamester,

There is, indeed; which they would have your grace My lord Sands.

Find out, and he will take it.
Sanile
Yes, if I make my play.

Wol.

Let me see then, -. Here's to your ladyship : and pledge it, madanı,

[Comes from his state. For 'tis to such a thing,

By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here I'll make Anne.

You cannot sh:)w me. My royal choice. Sunds. I told your grace, they would talk anon. K. Hen.

You have found him, cardinal : Drum and 'rumpets within : Chambers

[Unmasking. discharged.

You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord:

pay them

Your grace,

You are a churchman, or I'll tell you, cardinal, Lov.

Yes, my lord. I should judge now unhappily.

Wol. Wol.

I am glad, I fear, with dancing is a little heated.
Your grace is grown so pleasant.

K. Hen. I fear, too much.
K. Hen.
My lord chamberlain, Wol.

There's fresher air, my lord,
Pr’ythee, come hither : What fair lady's that ? In the next chamber.
Cham. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bul- K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one. - Sweet
len's daughter,

partner, The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women. I must not yet forsake you :- Let's be merry ; K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one. — Sweet- Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen heart,

healths I were unmannerly, to take you out,

To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure And not to kiss you. A health, gentlemen, To lead them once again ; and then let's dream Let it round.

Who's best in favour. Let the musick knock it, Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready

[Ereunt, with trumpets. l'the privy chamber?

go

ACT II.

0,

I'll save you

SCENE I. A Street.

2 Gent. I do not think he fears death.

1 Gent. Enter Two Gentlemen, meeting.

Sure, he does not,

He never was so womanish; the cause I Gent. Whither away so fast ?

He may a little grieve at. 2 Gent. God save you! 2 Gent.

Certainly, Even to the hall, to hear what shall become

The cardinal is the end of this. Of the great duke of Buckingham.

1 Gent.

'Tis likely, 1 Gent.

By all conjectures : First, Kildare's attainder, That labour, sir. All's now done, but the ceremony Then deputy of Ireland; who remov’d, Of bringing back the prisoner.

Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too, 2 Gent. Were you there?

Lest he should help his father. 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I.

2 Gent.

That trick of state 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? Was a deep envious one. 1 Gent. You may guess quickly what.

1 Gent.

At his return, 2 Gent.

Is he found guilty? | No doubt, he will requite it. This is noted, 1 Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemn’d upon it. And generally; whoever the king favours, 2 Gent. I am sorry for't.

The cardinal instantly will find employment, 1 Gent.

So are a number more. And far enough from court too. 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it?

2 Gent.

All the commons i Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, Came to the bar ; where, to his accusations,

Wish him ten fathom deep : this duke as much He pleaded still, not guilty, and alledg'd

They love and dote on ; call him bounteous BuckMany sharp reasons to defeat the law.

ingham, The king's attorney, on the contrary,

The mirror of all courtesy ; Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions

1 Gent.

Stay there, sir, Of divers witnesses; which the duke desir'd

And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.
To him brought, vivâ voce, to his face :
At which appear'd against him, his surveyor ;

Enter Buckingham from his arraignment ; Tipstaves Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor ; and John Court,

before him; the are with the edge towards him;

halberds on each side; with him, Sir THOMAS Confessor to him; with that devil-monk, Hopkins, that made this mischief.

Lovell, Sir Nicholas Vaux, Sir WILLIAM Sands, 2 Gent.

That was he,

and common people. That fed him with his prophecies?

2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him. 1 Gent.

The same.
Buck.

All good people,
All these accus'd him strongly; which he fain You that thus far have come to pity me,
Would have flung from him, but,indeed, he could not: Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me.
And so his peers, upon this evidence,

I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, Have found him guilty of high treason. Much And by that name must die ; Yet, heaven bear witness, He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all

And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, Was either pitied in him, or forgotten.

Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful ! 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself ? The law I bear no malice for my death, 1 Gent. When he was brought again to the bar, It has done, upon the premises, but justice : - to hear

But those, that sought it, I could wish more chrisHis knell rung out, his judgment, - he was stirr'd

tians : With such an agony, he sweat extremely,

Be what they will, I beartily forgive them : And something spoke in choier, ill, and hasty: Yet let then look they glory not in mischief, But he fell to himself again, and, sweetly,

Nor build their evils on the graves of great men ; In all the rest show'd a most noble patience. For then my guiltless blood musi cry against them.