Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like As you would to your friend. Buck. I'll to the king; And from a mouth of honour quite cry down Nor. 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, 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 ratify'd, As he cry'd, Thus let be: to as much end, As give a crutch to the dead: But our count-car dinal Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey, Who cannot 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, And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus desir'd;- Nor. I am sorry To hear this of him; and could wish, he were Buck. No, not a syllable; I do pronounce him in that very shape, He shall appear in proof. Enter Brandon; a Sergeant at arms before him, and two or three of the guard. Sir, Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. Buck. Lo you, my lord, The net has fall'n upon me; I shall perish Bran. I am sorry To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on The business present: 'Tis his highness' pleasure, You shall to the Tower. Buck. It will help me nothing, To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, Which makes my whitest part black. The will of heaven Be done in this and all things!-I obey.- king Bran. Nay, he must bear you company:-The [To Abergavenny. Is pleas'd, you shall to the Tower, till you know How he determines further. Aber. As the duke said, The will of heaven be done, and the king's plea sure By me obey'd. Bran. Here is a warrant from The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the bodies Of the duke's confessor, John de la Court, One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor, Buck. So, so; These are the limbs of the plot: No more, I hope. Bran. A monk o' the Chartreux. Buck. Bran. O, Nicholas Hopkins? He. Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er-great car dinal Hath show'd him gold: my life is spann'd already : Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on, [Exeunt. SCENE II. THE COUNCIL-CHAMBER. Cornets. Enter King Henry, Cardinal Wolsey, the Lords of the Council, Sir Thomas Lovell, Officers, and Attendants. The King enters leaning on the Cardinal's shoulder. K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it, And point by point the treasons of his master The King takes his state. The Lords of the Council take their several places. The Cardinal places himself under the King's feet, on his right side. A noise within, crying, Room for the Queen. Enter the Queen, ushered by the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk: she kneels. The King riseth from his state, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her by him. Q. Kath. Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a suitor. K. Hen. Arise, and take place by us:-Half your suit Never name to us; you have half our power: |