Was not incensed by his subtle mother,
To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?
Glo. No douht, no doubt: O, 'tis a parlous
boy;

Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable;
He's all the mother's, from the top to toe.
Is Buck. Well, let them rest. →

Come hither, gentle Catesby; thou art sworn
As deeply to effect what we intend,
As closely to conceal what we impart:
Thou know'st our reasons urg'd upon the way;
What think'st thou? is it not an easy matter
To make William lord Hastings of our mind,
mind
For the instalment of this noble Duke
In the seat royal of this famous isle?

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Cate He for his father's sake so loves the
Prince,

That he will not be won to aught against him. Buck. What think'st thou then of Stanley ? wilk not he?

Cate. He will do all in all as Hastings doth..
Buck. Well then, no more but this: Go, gentle

Catesby,

And, as it were far off, sound thou lord Hastings,
How he doth stand affected to our purpose;

And summon him to-morrow to the Tower,
To sit about the coronation.

If thou dost find him tractable to us,

Encourage him, and tell him all our reasons:
If he be leaden, icy, cold, unwilling,
Be thou so too; and so break off the talk,
And give us notice of his inclination :
For we to-morrow hold divided councils,
Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd.
Glo. Commend me to lord William tell him,
ford Catesby,

His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries on bet
To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret castle;
And bid my friend, for joy of this good news,
Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more.
Buck. Good Catesby, go, effect this business
soundly.

Cate. My good Lords both, with all the heed
I can.

Glo. Shall we hear from you, Catesby, ere we sleep?

Cate. You shall, my Lord.

both.

Glo. At Crosby-place, there shall you find us [Exit CATESBY. Buck. Now, my Lord, what shall we do, if we perceive

Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots ?
Glo. Chop off his head, man;

will do:

somewhat we

And, look, when I am King, claim thou of me The earldom of Hereford, and all the moveables Whereof the King my brother was possess'd.

Buck. I'll claim that promise at your Grace's

hand.

Glo. And look to have it yielded with all kindness.

Come, let us sup betimes; that afterwards bal. We may digest our complots in some form. T

[Exeunt.

{knocking.

Mes. One from lord Stanley. ! !
Hast. [within. What is't o'clock?
Mes. Upon the stroke of four..

Enter HASTINGS.

Hast. Cannot thy master sleep the tedious nights?

Mes. So it should seem by that I have to say. First, he commends him to your noble Lordship. Hast. And then,

Mes. And then he sends you word, he dreamt To might the boar had rased off his helm: Besides, he says, there are two councils held And that may be determin'd at the one,

Which may make you and him to rue at the

other.

To shun the danger that his soul divines.

Hast. Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord;

Bid him not fear the separated councils :
His Honour, and myself, are at the one;
And, at the other, is my good friend Catesby;
Where nothing can proceed, that toucheth
Whereof I shall not have intelligence.

us,

Tell him, his fears are shallow, wanting instance: And for his

To trust dreams I wonder, he's

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so foud mockery of unquiet slumbers: To fly the boar, before the boar pursues, Were to incense the boar to follow us, And make pursuit, where he did mean no chase. Go, bid thy master rise and come to me;

And we will both together to the Tower,
Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly.
Mes. I'll go, my Lord, and tell him what you

say.

Enter CATESBY.

Exit.

Cate. Many good morrows to my noble Lord! Hast. Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirring:

What news, what news, in this our tottering

state?

Cate. It is a réeling world, indeed, my Lord And, I believe, will never stand upright, Till Richard wear the garland of the realm. Hast. How! wear the garland? dost thou mean the crown?>

Cate. Ay, my good Lord.

Hast. I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders,

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Before I'll see the crown so foul misplac'd.
But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it?

Cate, Ay, on my life; and hopes to find you forward

Upon his party, for the gain thereof;

And, thereupon, he sends you this good news,
That, this same very day, your enemies,

The kindred of the Queen, must die at Pomfret.
Hast. Indeed, I am no mourner for that news,
Because they have been still my adversaries:
But, that I'll give iny voice on Richard's side.
To bar my master's heirs in true descent,
God knows, I will not do it, to the death.

Cate. God keep your Lordship in that gracious
fagkop nge mind!
hid

Hast. But I shall laugh at this a twelve-month hence, re i have! That they, who brought me in my master's hate, I live to look upon their tragedy.

Well, Catesby, ere, a fortnight make me older,} I'll send some packing, that yet think not on't. Cate. Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious Lord, th

When men are unprepar'd, and look not for it. † Hast. O monstrous, monstrous! and so falls it out

With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey and so 'twill do Whith some men else, who think themselves as safe

As thou, and I, who, as thou know'st, are dear To princely Richard, and to Buckingham.

Gate. The Princes both make high account of

3. yon,

For they account his head upon the bridge.

[Aside. Hast. I know, they do; and I have well de

serv'd it.

Enter STANLEY.

Come on, come on where is your boar-spear,

man?

Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided?
Stan. My Lord, good morrow; and good mor-
tabrakan row, Catesby
You may jest on, but by the holy rood,

I do not like these several councils, I.

Hast. My Lord, I hold my life as dear as yours;

And never in my life, I do protest,

Was it more precious to me than 'tis now: