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What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye
Why the devil,
up the file2
I do know
Buck. Have broke their backs with laying manors on them For this great journey. What did this vanity, But minister communication of A most poor issue ? Nor.
Grievingly I think, The peace
between the French and us not values
2 List. 3 Sets down in his letter without consulting the council.
Into a general prophecy,-That this tempest,
Which is budded out;
Is it therefore
Why, all this business
'Like it your grace, The state takes notice of the private difference
and the cardinal. I advise you, (And take it from a heart that wishes towards you Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read The cardinal's malice and his potency Together : to consider further, that What his high hatred would effect, wants not A minister in his power : You know his nature, That he's revengeful; and I know, his sword Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and, it may be said, It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend, Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel, You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock, That I advise your shunning.
Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, (the purse borne before
him,) certain of the guard, and tuo Secretaries with papers. The Cardinal in his passage fixeth his eye on Buckingham, and Buckingham on him, both full of disdain.
Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor? ha? Where's his examination? 1 Secr.
Here, so please you. Wol. Is he in person ready? 1 Secr.
Ay, please your grace. Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and Buck
ingham Shall lessen this big look.
[Ereunt WOLSEY, and train. Buck. This butcher's cur 5 is venom-mouth'd, and I 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. Nor.
What, are you chaf'd? Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance only, Which your disease requires. Buck,
I read in his looks Matter against me;
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
choler question What 'tis you go about: To climb steep hills, Requires slow pace at first : Anger is like
5 Wolsey was the son of a butcher,
A full-hot horse ; who being allow'd his way,
I'll to the king;
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 mount's 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 go along By your prescription :--but this top-proud fellow, (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but From sincere motions,) by intelligence, And proofs as clear as founts in Júly, 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,
’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 cannòt 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 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 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 ;- -