And, pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. You have found him, cardinal: I am glad, Your grace is grown so pleasant. The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women. I were unmannerly, to take you out, Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready Lov. Yes, my lord. I fear, with dancing is a little heated. In the next chamber. Your grace, There's fresher air, my lord, K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one.-Sweet partner, I must not vet forsake you :-Let's be merry ;Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve others, as Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths maskers, habited like Shepherds, with sixteen To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure' Torch-bearers; ushered by the Lord Chamber- To lead them once again: and then let's dream They pass directly before the Cardinal, Who's best in favour.-Let the music knock it. and gracefully salute him. lain. A noble company! what are their pleasures? pray'd To tell your grace;-That, having heard by fame This night to meet here, they could do no less, But leave their flocks; and, under your fair con- Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat Wol. [Exeunt, with trumpets. ACT II. SCENE I-A street. Enter two Gentlemen, 1 Gent. Whither away so fast? 0,-God save you! 1 Gent. I'll save you That labour, sir. All's now done, but the ceremony A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea-Of bringing back the prisoner. Were you there? sures. [Ladies chosen for the dance. The King (1) Choose my game. (2) Small cannon. 2 Gent. 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I. (3) The chief place. (4) Mischievously. (5) Dance. 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen'd? | Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me. 1 Gent. You may guess quickly what. I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, 2 Gent. And by that name must die; Yet, heaven bear wit Is he found guilty? 1 Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon it. 2 Gent. I am sorry for't. 1 Gent. So are a number more. 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it? ness, And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, 1 Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great dukeIt has done, upon the premises, but justice: Came to the bar; where, to his accusations, He pleaded still, not guilty, and alleg'd Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions 2 Gent. That fed him with his prophecies? 1 Gent. That was he, The same. All these accused him strongly; which he fain not: And so his peers, upon this evidence, 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself? But those, that sought it, I could wish more Chris tians: Be what they will, I heartily forgive them: me, And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham, Go with me, like good angels, to my end; Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you, His knell rung out, his judgment,-he was stirr'd He never was so womanish: the cause 2 Gent. The cardinal is the end of this. 1 Gent. Certainly, "Tis likely, By all conjectures: First, Kildare's attainder, 2 Gent. Was a deep envious one. That trick of state, 1 Gent. 2 Gent. All the commons Hate him perniciously, and o'my conscience, Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much They love and dote on; call him, bounteous Buckingham. The mirror of all courtesy ; 1 Gent. Stay there, sir, And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of. The duke is coming: see, the barge be ready; Buck. Yet I am richer than my base accusers, My noble father, Henry of Buckingham, 2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him. VOL. II. (1) Close, Henry the Eighth, life, honour, name, and all That made me happy, at one stroke has taken 2F A most unnatural and faithless service! And give your hearts to, when they once perceive But where they mean to sink ye. All good people, And when you would say something that is sad, 2 Gent. If the duke be guiltless, 1 Gent. Good angels keep it from us! Where may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir? 2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill require A strong faith' to conceal it. You shall, sir: Did you not of late days hear A buzzing, of a separation Between the king and Katharine ? 1 Gent. Yes, but it held not; 2 Gent. 1 Gent. That she should feel the smart of this? We are too open here to argue this; Nor. How holily he works in all his business! He dives into the king's soul; and there scatters And, out of all these to restore the king, And free us from his slavery. From princes into pages: all men's honours [Exeunt. For me, my lords, 'Tis woful. I love him not, nor fear him; there's my creed: As I am made without him, so I'll stand, If the king please; his curses and his blessings SCENE II-An ante-chamber in the palace. I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him Touch me alike, they are breath I not believe in. Enter the Lord Chamberlain, reading a letter. To him, that made him proud, the pope. Nor. him: My lord, you'll bear us company? Let's in; Excuse me; Cham. My lord,-The horses your lordship sent And, with some other business, put the king for, with all the care I had, I saw well chosen, rid-From these sad thoughts, that work too much upon den, and furnished. They were young, and handsome; and of the best breed in the north. When they were ready to set out for London, a man of Cham my lord cardinal's, by commission, and power, took 'em from me; with this reason,-His master would be served before a subject, if not before the king: which stopped our mouths, sir. I fear he will, indeed: Well, let him have them: (1) Great fidchty. main You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him: Nor. Thanks, my good lord chamberlain. [Exit Lord Chamberlain. (2) High or low. Norfolk opens a folding-door. The King is dis- | So dear in heart, not to deny her that flicted. K. Hen. Who is there? ha? 'Pray God, he be not angry. K. Hen. Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves Into my private meditations? Nor. A gracious king, that pardons all offences K. Hen. You are too bold: Go to; I'll make ye know your times of business: Is this an hour for temporal affairs? ha? Enter Wolsey and Campeius. A woman of less place might ask by law, Scholars, allow'd freely to argue for her. K. Hen. Ay, and the best, she shall have; and my favour To him that does best; God forbid else. Cardinal, Prythee, call Gardiner to me, my new secretary; [Exit Wolsey. I find him a fit fellow. Re-enter Wolsey, with Gardiner. Wol. Give me your hand: much joy and favour to you; You are the king's now. Gard. But to be commanded For ever by your grace, whose hand has rais'd me. [Aside. K. Hen. Come hither, Gardiner. [They converse apart. Cam. My lord of York, was not one doctor Pace Who's there? my good lord cardinal ?-O my In this man's place before him. Wolsey, The quiet of my wounded conscience, I would your grace would give us but an hour K. Hen. We are busy; go. [To Norfolk and Suffolk. Nor. This priest has no pride in him? Suff Not to speak of; I would not be so sick though, for his place: But this cannot continue. Nor. If it do, I'll venture one heave at him. Suff Even of yourself, lord cardinal. Wol. Wol. I another. [Exeunt Norfolk and Suffolk. Wol. Your grace has given a precedent of wisdoin Above all princes, in committing freely Your scruple to the voice of Christendom: Who can be angry now? what envy reach you? The Spaniard tied by blood and favour to her, Must now confess, if they have any goodness, The trial just and noble. All the clerks, I mean, the learned ones, in Christian kingdoms, K. Hen. Deliver this with modesty to the queen. [Exit Gardiner. The most convenient place that I can think of, O, 'tis a tender place, and I must leave her. [Exe. Have their free voices; Rome, the nurse of judg-SCENE III-An ante-chamber in the Queen's ment, Invited by your noble self, hath sent One general tongue unto us, this good man, And thank the holy conclave for their loves; Cam. Your grace must needs deserve all strangers' loves, You are so noble: to your highness' hand K. Hen. Two equal men. The queen shall be acquainted Forthwith, for what you come ;-Where's Gardiner? (1) So sick as he is proud. His highness having liv'd so long with her: and she Hearts of most hard temper you, For all this spice of your hypocrisy : You, that have so fair parts of woman on you, Which, to say sooth,' are blessings: and which (Saving your mincing) the capacity Of your soft cheveril conscience would receive, Nay, good troth,Old L. Yes, troth, and troth,-You would not be a queen? Anne. No, not for all the riches under heaven, Old as I am, to queen it: But, I pray you, Anne. No, in truth. yet, But from this lady may proceed a gem, My honour'd lord. Old L. Then you are weakly made: Pluck off Anne. Come, you are pleasant. a little; I would not be a young count in your way, For more than blushing comes to: if your back Anne. How you do talk! Old L. In faith for little England Enter the Lord Chamberlain, Old L. That promises more thousands: Honour's train Make yourself mirth with your particular fancy, The queen is comfortless, and we forgetful Cham. Good-morrow, ladies. What were't worth What here you have heard, to her. to know Old L. What do you think me? [Exeunt, SCENE IV.-A Hall in Black-Friars. Trumpets, sennet, and cornets. Enter two Vergers, with short silver wands; next them, two Scribes, in the habits of doctors; after them, the Archbishop of Canterbury alone; after him, the Bishops of Lincoln, Ely, Rochester, and Saint Asaph; next them, with some small distance, follows a gentleman bearing the purse, with the great seal, and a cardinal's hat; then two Priests, bearing each a silver cross; then a Gentleman Usher bare-headed, accompanied with a Serjeant at Arms, bearing a silver mace; then two Gen tlemen, bearing two great silver pillars; after them, side by side, the two Cardinals, Wolsey and Campeius; two Noblemen with the sword andl mace, Then enter the King and Queen, and their trains. The King takes place under the cloth of state; the two Cardinals sit under him as judges, The Queen takes place at some (6) Opinion. (7) Flourish on cornets. (9) Ensigus of dignity carried before cardinals. |