What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye Peep through each part of him: Whence has he that? Or has given all before, and he begins Buck. Why the devil, Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, Who should attend on him? He makes up the file2 Must fetch him in he papers. Aber. I do know Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have They shall abound as formerly. Buck. O, many 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 Buck. Every man, After the hideous storm that follow'd, was 2 List. 3 Sets down in his letter without consulting the council. Into a general prophecy,-That this tempest, The sudden breach on't. Nor. Which is budded out; For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux. Aber. The ambassador is silenc'd? Nor. Is it therefore Marry, is't. Aber. A proper title of a peace; and purchas'd At a superfluous rate! Buck. Our reverend cardinal carried. 4 Nor. Why, all this business 'Like it your grace, The state takes notice of the private difference 4 Conducted. 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. Wol. Is he in person ready? 1 Secr. Here, so please you. Ay, please your grace. Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and Buck ingham Shall lessen this big look. [Exeunt 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; 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. Stay, my lord, Nor. 5 Wolsey was the son of a butcher. • Stabs. 51 A full-hot horse; who being allow'd his way, As you Buck. would to your friend. 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 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, 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 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, That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a glass 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 for worthy Wolsey, (Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy 7 Excites: |