Buck. Oh, you go far.

Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect
In honour, honefty; the track of every thing
Would by a good difcourfer lofe fome life,
Which action's felf was tongue to. All was royal;
To the difpofing of it nought rebell'd;
Order gave each thing view; the office did
Diftinely his full function.

Buck. Who did guide,

I mean, who fet the body and the limbs
Of this great sport together, as you guess?
Nor. One, fure, that promifes no element
In fuch a bufinefs.

Buck. Pray you, who, my Lord?

Nor All this was order'd by the good difcretion Of the Right Rev'rend Cardinal of York.

Buck. The devil fpeed him! no man's pye is freed From his ambitious finger. What had he To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder, That fuch a ketch can with his very bulk Take up the rays o' th' beneficial fun, And keep it from the earth.

Nor. Yet, furely, Sir,

There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends.
For being not propt by ancestry, whose grace
Chalks fucceffois their way; nor call'd upon
For high feats done to th' crown; neither ally'd
To eminent affiftants; but fpider-like

Out of his tell-drawn web;- -this gives us note,
The force of his own merit makes his way;
A gift that heaven gives, which buys for him
A place next to the King.

Aber. I cannot tell

What beav'n hath giv'n him; let fome graver eye
Pierce into that: but I can fee his pride

Peep through each part of him.

Whence has he that?

If not from hell, the devil is a niggard,

Or has given all before; and he begins
A new hell in himfelf

Buck But why the devil,

Upon this French going out, took he upon him,

alement, for talent, capacity.

Without the privity o' th' King, t'appoint
Who should attend him? He makes up the file
Of all the gentry: for the most part fuch,
On whom as great a charge as little honour
He meant to lay and his own letter only
(The honourable board of council out)
Muft fetch in him he papers *.

Aber. I do know

Kinsmen of mine, three at the leaft, that have
By this fo ficken'd their eftates, that never
They fhall abound as formerly,

Buck. O, many

Have broke their backs with laying manors on 'em For this great journey. What did this great vanity But minifter communication of

A most poor iffue?

Nor. Grievingly, I think,

The peace between the French and us not values
The coft that did conclude it.

Buck Every man,

After the hideous ftorm that follow'd, was
A thing infpir'd; and not confulting, broke
Into a general prophecy, that this tempeft,
Dafhing the garment of this peace, aboaded
The fudden breach on't.

Nor. Which is budded out:

For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux.

Aber Is it therefore

Th' ambaffador is filenc'd ?

Nor. Marry, is't.

Aber. A proper title of a peace, and purchas'd At a fuperfluous rate!

Buck. Why, all this bufinefs

He papers, a verb. His own letter, by his own fingle autherity, and without the concurrence of the council, must fetch in him, whom he papers down. Mr Pope.

+ Hall fays, Monday, 18th day of June, there blew fuch forms of wind and weather, that marvel was to hear; for which hideous. tempeft fome faid, it was a very prognoftication of trouble and ha "tred to come between princes," In Henry VIII. p. 30..

Silenc'd, for recall'd.

Our Rev'rend Cardinal carried.

Nor. Like it your Grace,

The state takes notice of the private difference
Betwixt you and the Cardinal.

*

1 advise you,

(And take it from a heart that withes tow❜rds you
Honour and plenteous fafety), that you read
The Cardinal's malice and his potency
Together to confider further, that

What his high hatred would effect, wants not
A miniiter in his power. You know his nature,
That he's revengeful; and I know his word
Hath a fharp edge; 'tis long, and 't may be faid
It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend,
Thither he darts it. Bofom up my counsel,

You'll find it wholefome. Lo, where comes that rock
That I advise your thunning.

Enter Cardinal Wolfey, the purse borne before him, cer tain of the guard, and two Secretaries with papers; the Cardinal in his passage fixeth his eye on Buckingham, and Buckingham on him, both full of disdain.

Wol. The Duke of Buckingham's furveyor? ha! Where's his examination ?

Secr, Here, fo please you.

Wol. Is he in perfon ready?

Secr. Ay, an't pleafe your Grace.
Wol. Well, we fhall then know more;

And Buckingham fhall leffen this big look.

[Exeunt Cardinal and his train.

Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth 'd, and I

Have not the pow'r to muzzle him; therefore.best

Not wake him in his flumber.

Out-worths a noble's blood.

A beggar's look

Nor. What, are you chaf'd ?

Afk God for temp'rance, that's th' appliance only
Which your difeafe requires.

Buck. I read in's looks

Matter against me, and his eye revil'd
Me as his abject object: at this inftant

* plenteous, for full, entire.

He bores me with fome trick, he's gone to th' King. I'll follow, and outftare him.

Nor. Stay, my Lord;

And let your reafon with your choler question

What 'tis you go about.

Requires flow pace at firft.

1o climb fteep hills,

Anger is like

A full-hot horfe, who being allow'd his way,
Self-mettle tires him Not a man in England
Can advise me, like you be to yourself
As you would to your friend,

Buck I'll to the King,

And from a mouth of honour quite cry down
This Ipfwich fellow's intolence, or proclaim
There's diff 'rence in no perfons.

Not Be advised;

Heat not a furnace for your foe fo hot,
That it do finge yourself. We may outrun
By violent fwiftnets, that which we run at,
And lofe by over-running: know you not,
The fire that mounts the liquor tilt run o'er,
Seeming t'augment it, wattes it? be advis'd.
I fay again, there is no English foul
More ftronger to direct you than yourself,
If with the fap of reafon you would quench,
Or but allay the fire of paffion.

Buck. Sir,

I'm thankful to you, and I'll go along

By your prefcription; but this top-proud fellow,
Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but
From fincere* motions; by intelligence,
And proofs as clear as founts in July, when
We fee each grain of gravel, I do know

To be corrupt and treasonous.

Nor. Say not, treasonous

Buck. To th' King I'll fay't, and make my vouch s

ftrong

As fhore of rock

Attend. This holy fox,

Or wolt, or both, (for he is equal rav'nous,

As he is fubtle; and as prone to mischief,
As able to perform t), his mind and place

In the fenfe of fyncerus, Lat, legitimate, out of love to my country, and from no private prejudices.

Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally,
Only to fhew his pomp, as well in France
As here at home, fuggefts the King our master
To this last coftly treaty, th' interview,

That fwallow'd fo much treasure, and like a glass
Did break i' th' rinfing.

Nor. Faith, and fo it did.

Buck Pray, give me favour, Sir,This cunning The articles c' th' combination drew,

As himself pleas'd; and they were ratify'd,
As he cry'd, Let it be- —to as much end,
As give a crutch to th' dead,

[Cardinal

But our court Cardinal

Has done this, and 'tis well-for worthy Wolfey, Who cannot err, he did it.

Now this follows,

(Which, as I take it is a kind of puppy

To th' old dam, treafon), Charles the Emperor,
Under pretence to fee the Queen his aunt,
(For 'twas indeed his colour, but he came
To whisper Wolfey), here makes vifitation,
His fears were, that the interview betwixt
England and France might through their amity
Breed him fome prejudice; for from this league
Peep'd harms that menac'd him. He privily
Deals with our Cardinal, and as I trow,
Which I do well-for I am fure the Emperor
Paid ere he promis'd, whereby his fuit was granted
Ere it was afk'd. But when the way was made
And pav'd with gold, the Emp'ror thus defir'd,
That he would please to alter the King's course,
And break the foretaid peace. Let the King know,
(As foon he fhall by me), that thus the Cardinal
Does buy and fell his honour as he pleases,
And for his own advantage.

Nor I am forry

To hear this of him; and could wish you were
Something miltaken in't.

Buck No, not a fyllable.

I do pronounce him in that very shape

He thall appear in proof.

• fuggests, for excites.