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Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand King. A giant traitor !
hing. There's something more would out of Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted,
thee ; What layoft :
[brit, 'I would prove the verity of certain words
Sury. After----sbe duke bis faiber,witt:Spoke by a holy monk; that oft, says he, He itretch'd him, and, ith one hand on his dagger, Harb fort to me, wijding me to permit
Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes,
He did dichiurge a horrible oath ; whole tenou
His father, by as much as a performance
King. There's his period,
To sheath his knife in us. He is attach'i;
Let liim not teek 't of us : By day and night,
He's traitor to the height.
[Exeunt. Quein. If I know you well,
ein cipartment in the Palace.
Sands. Nei cultoms,
Though they be never so ridiculous, Go forward.
Nay, let thcin be unmanly, yet are followil
Cham. As far as I fee, all the gooi, our Engluh
For, when they hold 'em, you would swear directly,
Their very noles liad been counsellors
one would take it,
C21. Death! my lord,
-Cauft thou jay That, fure, they have worn out Christendom. How
What news, Sir Thomas Lovel:
[now? King. Proceed.
Enter Sir Thomas Lovel.
Lov. Faith, my lord,
That's clapp'd upon the court gate.
Chann. What is't for ? Of such a time :--Being my sworni fervans,
Loo. The reformation of our travell'd gallants, The juke retain'd him his. But on; that ence: That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
Sury. If, quoth he, I for ibis ball 6, 7 cornm tod, Cham. I am glad 'tis there ; now I would pray As to the Terver, I thought, I svould b. me pizza
our monsieurs The pai t my father meant to ači upor.
To thik an English coutier may be wise,
For to run the conditions) leive these remnants l'avi püst his knife into biw.
Of tool, and feather, that they got in France,
I Rank weeds are weeds that are grown up to great height and strength. That, says the king, tuis hi advanced to this pirch?. 2 Myferies were llegar al fhews, which the nummers of those zimes exhibited in odd and fantastic habits. Veteries are vicd, by an easy figure, for those that exhibited series; and the sente is only, that the travelled Englishmen were metamorphosed, by foacizn fashions, in:o such an uncouth appearance, that they looked like inu ramers in a mystery. 3 A fit of the face seems to be what we auw term a grimuie, an artificial cast of the countenance.
4 The Alringhalt, or fbrauhait, is a disease incident to hories, which gives them a convullive motion in their paces.
$ This does not allude to the jeuthers anciently worn in the hats and caps of our countrymen (a circumstance in which no ridicule could juftly belong); but to an effeminate fashion of young genilemen carrying fans of feathers in their hauus.
With all their honourable points of ignorance. Salutes you all : This night he dedicates Pertaining thereunto, (as fights, and fireworks ; To fair content, and you : none here, he hopes, Abusing better men than they can be,
In all this noble bevy, has brought with her Out of a foreign wisdoni) renouncing clean One care abroad; he would have all as merry The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings, As first-good company, good wine, good welcome, Short blifter'd breeches !, and those types of travel, Can make good people.-O, my lord, you are tardy ; And underttand again like honest men;
Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir ThoOr pack to their old play-fellows: there, I take it, They mas', cum privilgi), wear away
The very thought of this fair company The lag end of their leu dress, and he laugh'd at. Clapp'd wings to me.
Sunds. 'Tis time to give them phyfick, their dif Cham. You are young, Sir Harry Guilford. Are grown (o catching.
[cales Sandi. Sir Thomas Lovel, had the cardinal Chain. What a loss our ladies
But half my lay-thoughts in him, fome of these Will have of these trim vanities !
Should find a running banquet ere they retted, Lov. Ay, marry,
I think, would better please 'em : By my life, There will be woe indeed, lords : the sy whoresons They are a sweet fociety of fair ones. Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies ; Lov. O, that your lord hip were but now confessor A French long, anui a fiddle, has no fellow. [guing; To one or two of these ! Sands. The devil fiddle 'em! I am glad, they're
Sands. I would, I were ; (For, sure, there's no converting of 'em) nov They should find easy penance. An lionett country lord, as I am, beaten
Lov. "Faith, how easy? A long time out of play, may bring his plaira-fung, Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it. And have an hour of hearing; and, by 'r-lady, Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you fic? Sir Held current music too.
Harry, Cbam. Well said, lord Sands;
Place you that fide, I'll take the charge of this : Your colt's tooth is not cast yet.
His grace is entring.–Nay, you must not freeze ; Sards. No, my lord;
Two women plac'd together make cold weather :Nor shall not, while I have a stump.
My lord Sands, you are one will keep'em waking : Cham. Sir Thomas,
Prav, fit between there ladies. Whither were you a-yoing?
Sunds. By my faith, Lov. To the cardinal's;
And thank your lordihip.---By your leave, sweet Your lordfhip is a guett too.
[Siis. Cham. O, 'tis true :
If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me ; This night he makes a supper, and a great one, i had it froin my father. Tu many lords and ladies; there will be
dine. Was he mad, fir ? The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you. Sards. (, very mad, exceeding mad, in love toq: Lov. That churchman bears a bounteous mind But he would bice none ; just as I do now, indeed,
He would kiss you twenty with a breath, A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us ;
[Kifis ber. His dews fall every where.
Cham. Well faid, my lord.
So, now you are fairly feated :-Gentlemen,
Sands. For my litcle cure,
Harutbøys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, and iubes his They are set here for examples.
State. Cham. True, they are fo;
Irol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that But few now give so great ones. My barge stays ;
noble lady, Puur lordship shall along :--Come, good Sir Or gentleman, that is not freely merry, Thomas,
Is not my friend : This, to confirm my welcome ; We shall be late elfe ; which I would not be,' And to you all good health.
[Drinki. For I was spoke to, with Sir Henry Guilford, Sands. Your grace is noble :-This night to be comptrollers.
Let me have luch a bowl may hold my chanks,
Mol. My lord Sands,
I ana beholden to you :-cheer your neighbours Haurboys. A small table under a jłate for the Car- Ladies, you are nut merry ;-Gentlemen,
dinal, a longer table for the guests. Then enter Whose fault is this?
Talk us to filence.
1 i. e. breeches puff 'd, swell’d oui like llifters.
X X 3
My lord Sands.
'Till now I never knew thee. [Mufick. Darch. Sands. Yes, if I make my play ".
Wol. My lord, Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, Cham. Your grace? For 'tis to such a thing,
Wol. Pray, tell 'em thus much from me : Anne. You cannot thew me.
There should be one amongst them, by his person, Sands. I told your grace, they would talk anon, More worthy this place than myself; to whom,
[Drum and trumpets, chambers 2 discharg’d. If I but knew him, with my love and duty Wol. What's that?
I would surrender it. Cham. Look out there, some of you.
Cham. I will, my lord. [Exit Servant.
[Cham. ques to the company, and returns. Wol. What warlike voice?
Wol. What say they? And to what end is this ?-Nay, ladies, fear not ; Cham. Such a one, they all confess, By all the laws of war you are privileg’d. There is indeed; which they would have your grace Re-enter Servant.
Find out, and he will take it 3. Cham. How now ? what is 't ?
Wol. Let me see then.
(maks Serv. A nohle troop of strangers;
By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here 11 For so they seem : they have left their barge, and My royal choice. landed ;
King. You have found him, cardinal : And hither make, as great ambassadors
You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord : From foreign princes.
You are a churchman, or, l'll tell you, cardinal, Wol. Good lord chamberlain,
I should judge now 4 unhappily. Go, give 'em welcome, you can speak the French Wol. I am glad, tongue ;
Your grace is grown so pleasant. And, pray, receive 'em nobly, and conduct 'em King. My lord chamberlain, Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Pr’ythee, come hither : What fair lady's that? Shall shine at full upon them :--Some attend him. Cham. An't pleate your grace, Sir Thomas Bul[All arise, and tables removed.
len's daughter, You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women. A good digestion to you all : and, once more, King. By heaven, she is a dainty one.-Sweet I lower a welcome on you ;--Welcome all.
heart, Hautboys. Enter the King, and others, as Maskers, I were unmannerly, to take you out, habited like Shepherds, usher'd by the Lord Cham
[To Anne Bulica, berlain. They pas directly before the Cardinal, And not to kiss you S.-A health, gentiemen, and gracefully futute him.
Let it go round. A noble company! What are their pleasures? Wol, Sir Thomas Lovel, is the banquet ready Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they l' the privy chamber.
Lov. Yes, my lord. To tell your grace ;--That, having heard by fame
Wol. Your grace,
I fear, with dancing is a little heated,
(partner, Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat King. Lead in your ladies, every one.---Sweet An hour of revels with them.
I must not yet forsake you :- Let's be merry ;Wol. Say, lord chamberlain, [pay them Goud my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths They have done my poor house grace ; for which I To drink to thele fair ladies, and a measure A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea- To lead them once again; and then let's dream sures.
Who's best in favour. Let the musick knock it. [Chuse ladies for the dance. King, and Anne Bulien.
[Excuni, wil trumpetse King. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O, beauty,
1 i.e. if I make my party. 2 A chamber is a gun (used only on occasions of rejoicing) which ftands erect on its breech, and so contrived as to carry great charges, and thereby to make a noise more than proportioned to its bulk. They are called chambers because they are mere chambers to Jodge powder ; a chamber being the technical term for that cavity in a piece of ordnance which conlains the combustibls. Chambers are still fired in the Park, and at the places opposite to the Parlia. ment-house, when the king goes thither. 3 i.e. take the chief place. 4 1. c. woluckiing mishiwoully. 5 A kils was anciently thc estabifhed fee of a lady's partner.
Then deputy of Ireland ; who remov'd,
Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haite too,
Left he should help his father.
2 Gin. Thit trick o state
2 Gen. 0,-God save you ! I Gen. At his return,
Ani generally ; whoever the king favours,
The cardinal instantly will find employment,
I Gex. All the commons
Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, i Gen. Yes, indeed, was I.
With him ten fathom deep: this duke as much 2 Ger. Pray, speak, what lins happen'u ? They love and doat on ; call him, buunteous Bucki Gen. You may guess quickly what.
The mirrour of all courtesy ;
[ingham, 2 Gen. Is he found guilty?
i Gen. Stay there, sir,
inter Buckingh.m from his arraignment, /? ipsiaves 1 G'. So are a number more.
before lim, ibe axe with the edge toward bim; 2 Gen. But, pray, how pass'd it?
bilberds on each side) aico:panied svieh Sir Thoe i Gen. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke mas Lovel, Sir Nicholas Vaux, Sir William Sands, Come to the bar ; where, to his accusations, and common people, &c. lle pleadled Itill, not guilty, and alledg'd
2 Gen. Let's stand close, and behold him.
Buck. All good people,
You that thus far have come to pity me,
And by that name muit die; Yet, heaven bear
Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful !
The law I hear no malice for my death,
'T has done, upon the premises, but juttice ; That fed him with his prophecies'
But those, that sought it, I could with more chri-
Nor will I fire, although the king have mercies
And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
And lift my soul to heaven.-Lead on, o' God's
Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity, He may a little grieve at.
If ever any malice in your heart 2 Gen. Certainly,
Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly. The cardinal is the end of this.
Bucé. Sir Thomas Lovel, I as free forgive you, i Gen. 'Tis likely,
As I would be forgiven: I forgive all;
'Gainst me, that I can't take peace with : no black I Gen. O, this is full of pity !—Sir, it calls, envy
I fear, too many curses on their heads,
Of an ensuing evil, if it fall,
i Gen. Good angels keep it from us! Longer than I have time to tell his years !
may it be ? You do not doubt my faith, sir? Ever belov’d, and loving, may his rule be!
2 Gen. This fecret is fo weighty, 'twill require And, when old time thall lead him to his end, A strong faith 2 to conceal it. Goodness and he fill up one monument ! [grace ; i Gen. Let me have it ;
Lov. To the water-side I must conduct your I do not talk much.
You shall, sir: Did you not of late days hear Vaux. Prepare there,
A buzzing, of a separation
I Gen. Yes, but it held not :
For when the king once heard it, out of anger Buck. Nay, Sir Nicholas,
He sent command to the lord mayor, Itraight Let it alone; my state now but will mock me. To stop the rumour, and allay those tongues When I came hither, I was lord high constable, That durft difperfe it. And duke of Buckingham ; now, poor Edward 2 Gen. But that 1ander, sir, Bohun :
Is found a truth now: for it grours again Yet I am richer than my base accusers,
Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certin, That never knew what truth meant : Inow seal it; The king will venture at it. Either the cardinal, And with that blood, will make 'em one day Or fome about him near, have, out of malice
To the good queen, poffefs'd him with a sci uple My noble father, Henry of Buckingham, That will undo her: To confrm this too, Who first rais'd head against usurping Richard, Cardinal Campeius is arrived, and lately ; Figing for succour to his fervant Banitter, As all think, for this business. Bcing distress’d, was hy that wretch betray'd, I Gen. 'Tis the cardinal ; And without trial fell; God's peace be with ivim! And meerly to revenge him on the emperor, Henry the seventh succeeding, truly pitying For not beftowing on him, at his asking, My father's loss, like a moll royal prince, The archbishorrick of Toledo, this is purpos'ı!. Restor'd me to my honours, and, out of ruins, 2 Gin. I think, you have hit the mark: Bui is't Made my name once more noble. Now his fon,
not cruel, Henry the eighth, life, honour, name, and all That the should feel the smart of this? The carThat made me happy, at one stroke has taken
[Exeäni, Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd
SCENE II. most; A most unnatural and faithless service!
sin intichamber in the Palace Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear me,
Enter the Lord Cbamberlain, sevling « Letur, This from a dying man receive as certain :
My Lord, ibe horses your lordinat. Com fun, wits Where you are literal of your loves and counsels, all ibe care I had, i fou evelt choin, ridding Be iure, you be not loote ; for those you make and furnished. They cuore young, and hand-me; ord friends,
of the best breed in the north. When they were ready And give your hearts to, when they once perceive 10 jet ou: for London, a man of my
lord curdinai's, The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
big commillion, and main power, cook em front me; Like water from ye, never found again
with this serion--His mailer would be jusqu'd befine But where they mean to fink ye. All good people, jubjeti, if not before the king; which foppid cur Pray for me! I must now fortake you ; the latt noutos, liri hour
I fear, he will, indeed : Well, let him have them; Of my long weary life is come upon me.
He will have all, I think.
Enter the Dukes of vafelk, and Suffolk. Speak how I feil.-Ilave done ; and God forgive
Nor. Well met, my lord chanborinin.
Chym. Good day to both your graces.