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if you do sweat to put a tyrant down, A thing devised by the enemy:You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge: If you do fight against your country's foes, Lct not our babbling dreams atlright our souls Your country's fat shall pay your pains the Conscience is but a word that cowards use, hire;

Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe; If you do fight in safeguard of your wives, Our strong arms be our conscience, swords ou Your wives shall welcome honie the con

law. querors ;

March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell; If you do free your children from the sword, If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.. Your children's children quit* it in your age. What shall I say more than I have ipferr'd Then in the name of God, and all these rights, Remember whom you are to cope withal;Advance your standards, draw your willing A sort* of vagabonds, rascals, and run-aways, swords;

A scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants. For me, the ransom of my bold attempt W'hom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold To desperate ventures and assur'd destruction But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt [face; You sleeping sale, they bring you to uprest; The least of you shall share his part thereof. You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheer

wives, fully;

They would restrain the one, distain the other. God, and Saint George! Richmond, and vic. And who doth lead them, but a paltry fellow, tory!

[Exeunt. Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost? Re-enter King Richard, Patcuiff, Allendunts, felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?

A milk-sop, one that never in his life and forces.

Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again, K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as Lash hence these over-weening rags of France, touching Richmond ?

These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; Rat. That he was never trained up in arms. Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit, K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd Surrey then?

themselves : Rat. He smild and said, the better for our If we be conquer’d, let men conquer us, purpose.

And not these bastard Bretagnes; whom our K. Rich. He was i'the right; and so, indeed,


thump'd. it is.

(Clock strikes. Have in their own land beaten, bobb’d, and Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.

And, on record, left them the heirs of shame. Who saw the sun to-day?

Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our wives? Rut. Not I, my lord.

Ravish our daughters ?-Hark, I hear their K. Rich. Then be disdains to shine; for, by


[Drum afar off' the book,

Fight, gentlemen of England ! fight, bold yeoHe should have brav’dt the east an hour ago:

men! A black day will it be to somebody.-- Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head Ratcliff,

Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; Rat. My lord ?

Amaze the welkin with your broken staves !! K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day; The sky doth frown and lour upon onr army.

Enter u MESSENGER. I would, these dewy tears were from the ground. What says lord Stanley ? will he bring b Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me, More than to Richmond ? for the self-same


Mess. My lord, he doth deny to come. heaven,

K. Rich. Off instantly with his son George's That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.

head. Enter NORFOLK.

Nor. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the marsh Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in After the battle let George Stanley die.

K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within the field. K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison Advance our standards, set upon our foes;

my bosom: my horse ;Call uploru Stanley, bid him bring his power:

Our ancient word of courage, l'air Saint I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,

George, And thus my battle shall be ordered.

Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons! My foreward shall be drawn out all in length, Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. Consisting equally of horse and foot ;

[Ereunt. Our archers shall be placed in the midst:

SCENE IV.-Another purt of the field. John duke of Norfolk, Thomas earl of Surrey, Shall have the leading of this foot and horse.

Alarum: Excursions. Enter NORFOLK, and They thus directed, we ourself will follow

Forces ; to him CATESBY. In the main battle; whose puissance on either Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue, side

rescue! Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. The king enacts more wonders than a man, This, and Saint George to boot !- What think'st Daring an opposite to every danger; thou, Norfolk?

His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign.- Secking for Richmond in the throat of death This found I on my tent this morning.

Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

(Giring a scroll. X. Rich. , ncky of Norfolk, be not too boul,

Alarum. Enter King RICHARD.

reads. K. Rich. A horse! a horse! my kingdom fa. For Dickont thy master is bought and sold.

a horse! Requite.

+ Made it splendid. * Company. The ancient familiarization of Richard.

+ Fright the skies with the shivers of your lances,

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Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a Richm. Inter their bodies as becomes their horse.

births. K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled, And I will stand the hazard of the die: (cast, That in submission will return to us; I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; And then, as we have ta’en the sacrament, Five have 1 slain to day, instead of him :- We will unite the wpite rose with the red:A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! a

Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, [Exeunt. That long hath Trown'd upon their enmity !

What traitor hears me, and says not,-Amen? Alarums. Enter King RICHARD and RICHMOND; England hath long been mad, and scarr’d herand exeunt fighting. Retreat, and flourish.

self; Then enter RICHMOND, STANLEY, bearing the The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, crown, with divers other Lords, and forces.

The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, Richm. God, and your arms, be prais'd, vic. The son, compell’d, been butcher to the sire: torious friends;

All this divided York and Lancaster,
The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Divided, in their dire division.-
Stan. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou | O, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth,
acquit thee!

The true succeeders of each royal house,
Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty,

By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! From the dead temples of this bloody wretch

And let their heirs, (God, if thy will be so,) Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal; Enrich the time to come with smooth-laca Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.

peace, Richm. Great God of heaven, say, Amen, to

With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days

[ing? Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, But tell me first, is young George Stanley live That would reduce these bloody days again, Stan. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester And make poor England weep in streams of town;

blood! Whither, if it please you, we may now with Let them not live to taste this land's increase, draw us.

That would with treason wound this fair land's Richin. What men of name are slain on

peace! either side ?

Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives Siin. John duke of Norfolk, Walter lord

again; Ferrers,

don. That she may long live here, God sur-Amen. Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir Willium Brea


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SURVEYOR to the Duke of Buckingham. CARDINAL WOLSEY.—CARDINAL CAMPEIUS. BRANDON, and a Sergeant at Arms. Capucius, Ambassador from the Emperor, DOOR-KEEPER of the Council-Chamber. Charles V.

PORTER, and his Man. CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.


terwards divorced. GARDINER, Bishop of Winchester.

ANNE BULLEN, her Maid of Honour; after-

AN OLD LADY, Friend to Anne Bullen.
Sir Henry GuildFORD.-SIR THOMAS LOVELL. PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katharine.

Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows; CROMWELL, Servant to Wolsey.

Women attending upon the Queen; Spirits, GRIFFITH, Gentleman-Usher to Queen Katha. which appear to her; Scribes, cticers, rine.

Guards, and other Attendants. I AREE OTHER GENTLEMEN. DOCTOR Butts, Physician to the King. SCENE, chiefly in London and Westminste GARTER, King at Arms.

once, at Kimbolton.


ACT I. I come no more to make you laugh; things SCENE 1.-London.-An Auto-chumber in now,

Palace. That bear a weighty and a serious brow,

Enter the Duke of NORFOLK, at one door; at the bad, high, and working, full of state and woe,

other, the Duke of BuckINGHAM, und the Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,

Lord ABERGAVENNY. We now present. Those that can pity, here May, if they think it well, let fall a tear; Buck. Good morrow, and well met. How The subject will deserve it. Such, as give

have you done, Their money out of hope they may believe,

Since last we saw in France ? May here find truth too. Those, that come to

Nor. I thank your grace : Only a show or two, and so agree, (see Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer The play may pass; if they be still, and willing, of what I saw there. I'll undertake, may see away their shilling

Buck. An untimely ague Richly in two short hours. Oniy they, Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when That come to hear a merry, bawdy play, Those suns of glory, those two ligbts of men, * A noise of targets; or to see a fellow

Met in the vale of Arde. In a long motley coat, guarded* with yellow, Nor. "Twixt Guynes and Arde: Will be deceiv'd : for, gentle hearers, know, I was then present, saw them salute on horseTo rank our chosen truth with such a show


[clung As foot and fight is, beside forfeiting

Beheld them, when they lighted, how they Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring, In their embracement, as they grew together, ? To make that only true we now intend,t) Which had they, what four thron'd ones could Will leave us never an understanding friend.

have weigh'd Therefore, for goodness' sake, and as you are Such a compounded one? known

Buck. All the whole time
The first and happiest hearers of the town, I was my chamber's prisoner.
Be sad, as we would make ye: Think, ye see Nor. Then you lost
The very persons of our noble story,

The view of earthly glory : Men might say, As they were living; think, you see them great, Till this time, pomp was single; but now mar And follow'd with the general throng, and

ried sweat,

To one above itself. Each following day Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see Became the next day's master, till the last How soon this mightiness meets misery! Made former wonders it's: To-day, the French And, if you can be merry then, I'll say, All clinquant,f all in gold, like heathen gods, A man may weep upon his wedding day.

* Henry VIII and Francis 1. king of Face « Loud.

† Pretend.

Gistering, shining



lous story,

Shone down the English: and, to-morrow, Of all the gentry; for the most part such they

Too, whom as great a charge as little honour Made Britain, India: every man, that siood, He meant to lay upon: and his own letter, * Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages The honourable board of council out,

Must fetch him in the papers. As cherubims, all gilt; the madams too,

Aber. I do know Not us’d to toil, did almost sweat to bear Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have The pride upon them, that their very labour By this so sicken'd their estates, that never Was to them as a painting: now this mask. They shall abound as formerly. Was cried incomparable; and the ensuing

Buck. O, many

[them night

Have broke their backs with laying manors on Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings, For this great journey. What did this vanity, Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst, But minister communication of As presence did present them; bim in eye, A most poor issue? Still him in praise: and, being present both, Nor. Grievingly I think,

[values 'Twas said, they saw but one; and no discerner The peace between the French and us not Durst way his tongue in censure.* When The cost that did conclude it. these suns

[challeng'd Buck. Every man, (For so they phrase them,) by their heralds After the hideous storm that follow'd, was The noble spirits to arms, they did perform A thing inspir'd: and, not consulting, broke Beyond thought's compass; that foriner fabu- Into a general prophecy,-That this tempest,

Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded Being now seeu possible enough, got credit, The sudden breach on't. That Bevist was believ'd.

Nor. Which is budded out; ,[tach'd Buck. O, you go far.

For France hath ilaw'd the league, and hath atNor. As I belong to worship, and affect Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux In honour honesty, the tract of every thing Aber. Is it therefore Would by a good discourser lose some life, The ambassador is silenc'd ? Which action's self was tongue to.

All was Nor. Marry, is't. royal ;

Aber. A proper title of a peace; and pure To the disposing of it nought rebell’d,

chas'd Order gave each thing view; the office did At a superfluous rate! Distinctly his full function.

Buck. Why, all this business Buck. Who did guide,

Our reverend cardinal carried.t I mean, who set the body and the limbs

Nor. 'Like it your grace, Of this great sport together, as you guess? The state takes notice of the private difference

Nor. One, certes, that promises no elements Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you, In such a business.

(And take it from a heart that wishes towards Buck. I pray you, who, my lord ?

you Nor. All this was ordér’d by the good dis- Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read cretion

The cardinal's malice and his potency Of the right reverend cardinal of York. Together: to consider further, that Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is Whal bis high hatred would effect, wants not free'd

A minister in his power: You know his naFrom his ambitious finger. What had he

ture, To do in these fierce|| vanities? I wonder, That he's revengeful; and I know, his sword That such a keech I can with bis very bulk Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and, it may be Take up the rays o' the beneficial sur,

said, And keep it from the earth.

It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend, Nor. Surely, Sir,

Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel, There's in him stuff that puts him to these You'll find it wholesome. Lö, where comes ends :


that rock, For, being not propp'd by ancestry, (whose That I advise your shunning. Chalks successors their way,) nor call’d upon For high feats done to the crown; neither Enter Cardinal Wolsey, (the purse borne before allied

him,) certain of the guard, and two SECRETo eminent assistants, but, spider-like,

TARIES with papers. The Cardinal in his pasOut of his self-drawing web, he gives us note, sage fircth his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BuckThe force of his own merit makes his way; INGHAM on him, both full of disdain. A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys A place next to the king.

Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor? Aber. I cannot tell


ha? What heaven hath given him, let some graver

Where's his examination? Pierce into that; but I can see his pride

1 Secr. Here, so please you. Peep through each part of him: Whence has

Wol. Is he in person ready? he that?

Secr. Ay, please your grace. If not from hell, the devil is a niggard;

Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and Or has given all before, and he begins

Buckingham A new hell in himself.

Shall lessen this big look. Buck. Why the devil,

(Exeunt WOLSEY, and train. Upon this French going-out, took he upon him,

Buck. This butcher's curt is venom-mouth'd, Without the privity o' the king, to appoint

and I

[best Who should attend on him? He makes up the Have not the power to muzzle bim; therefore, file**

Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's
Out-worths a noble's blood.

look In opinion, which was most noble. + Sir Bevis, an old romance. 1 Cortainly. Practice. * Sets down in his letter without consulting the council, 9 Proud I Lump of fat.

+ Conducted. 1 Wolsey was the son of a butcher.

* List.

Nor. What, are you chaf'd?

His fears were, that the interview, betwixt Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance England and France, might, through their only,

amity, Which your disease requires.

Breed him some prejudice; for from this Bruck. I read in his looks

league Matter against me; and his eye revil'd Peep'd harms that menac'd him: He privilk Me, as his abject object: at this instant Deals with our cardinal; and, as I trow,He bores* nie with some trick: He's gone to Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperor the king;

Paid ere he promis'd; whereby his suit was I'll follow, and out-stare him.

granted, Nor. Stay, my lord,

Ere it was ask'd ;-but when the way was And let your reason with your choler question

made, What 'tis you go abont: To climb steep hills, And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus de Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like

sir'd; A full-hot horse; who being allow'd his way, That he would please to alter the king's course, Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England | And break the aforesaid peace. Let the king Can advise me like you: be to yourself


[nal As you would to your friend.

(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardiBuck. I'll to the king;

Does buy and sell bis lionour as he pleases, And from a mouth of honour quite cry down And for his own advantage. This Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim, Nor. I am sorry There's difference in no persons.

To hear this of him; and could wish, he were Nor. Be advis'd;

Something mistaken in't. Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot

Buck. No, not a syllable; That it do singe yourself: We may outrun, I do pronounce him in that very shape, By violent swiftness, that which we run at, He shall appear in proof. And lose by over-running. Know you not, The fire, that mounts the liquor till it run Enter BRANDON; a SERGEANT at Arms before o'er,

him, and two or three of the guard. In seerning to augment it, wastes it? Be advis'd:

Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. I say again, there is no English soul

Serg. Sir, Niore stronger to direct you than yourself;,

My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl If with the sap of reason you would quench,

of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I Or but allay, the fire of passion.

Arrest thee of high treason, in the name Buck. Sir,

Of our most sovereign king. I am thankful to you; and I'll go along

Buck. Lo you, my lord, By your prescription :-but this top-proud The net has fallen upon me; I shall perish fellow,

Under device and practice. * (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but

Bran. I am sorry From sincere motions,) by intelligence,

To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on And proofs as clear as founts in Júly, when

The business present: 'Tis his highness' plea

You shall to the Tower. We see each grain of gravel, I do know

(sure To be corrupt and treasonous.

Buck. It will help me nothing, Nor. Say not, treasonous.

To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, Buck. To the king I'll say't; and make my

Which makes my whitest part black. The will vouch as strong

of heaven As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox,

Be done in this and all things!-I obey.Or wolf, or both, (for he is equal ravenous,

O my lord Aberg'any, fare you well. As he is subtle ; and as prone to mischief,

Bran. Nay, he must bear you company:As able to perform it: his mind and place

The king. ITO ABERGAVENNY. Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally,)

Is pleas'd you shall to the Tower, till you

How he determines further. Only to show his pomp as well in France

[know As here at home, suggestst the king our

Aber. As the duke said,

The will of heaven be done, and the king's master To this last costly treaty, the interview,

pleasure That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a By me obey’d. Did break i’ the rinsing.


Bran. Here is a warrant from Nor. 'Faith, and so it did.

The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the

bodies Buck. Pray, give me favour, Sir. This

Of the duke's confessor, John de la Court, cunning cardinal The articles o' the combination drew,

One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor,As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified,

Buck. So, so; As he cried, Thus let it be: to as much end,

These are the limbs of the plot : no more, I As give a crutch to the dead : But our count

hope. cardinal


Bran. Amonk o' the Chartreux. Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wol

Buck, 0, Nicholas Hopkins? Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows,

Brun. He. Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy

Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er great to the old dam, treason,)-Charles tho em



Hath show'd him gold: my life is spann'dt al peror, Under pretence to see the queen his aunt

I am the shadow of poor Buckingham; (For 'twas, indeed, his colour; but he came

Whose figure even this instant clouds put on, To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation:

By dark'ning my clear sun.-My lord, fare. well.

1. Exeuil. + Excitas. * Unfair stratagems.

+ Measured.

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