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him ;

One that made means to come by what he hath, Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign.
And slaughter'd those that were the means to help | This found I on my tent this morning.

[Giving a scrowl. A base foul stone, made precious by the foil

K. Rich. Jocky of Norfolk, be not too bold, [Reads. Of England's chair, where he is falsely set;

For Dickon thy master is bought and sold. One that hath ever been God's enemy :

A thing devised by the enemy. Then if you fight against God's enemy,

Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge : God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers; Let not our babbling dreams afright our souls; If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain ;

Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe; If you do fight against your country's foes, Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law, Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire; March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell ; If you do fight in safeguard of your wives,

If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell. Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors ; What shall I say more than I have infer'd ? If you do free your children from the sword, Remember whom you are to cope withal ; Your children's children quit it in your age

A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and run-aways, Then, in the name of God, and all these rights, A scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants, Advance your standards, draw your willing swords. Whom their o'er-cloy'd country vomits forth For me, the ransom of my bold attempt

To desperate ventures and assur'd destruction. Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face ; You sleeping safe, they bring you to unrest; But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt

You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous wives, The least of you shall share his part thereof. They would restrain the one, distain the other. Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully; | And who doth lead them, but a paltry fellow, God, and Saint George! Richinond and victory! Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost?

[Exeunt. A milk-sop, one that never in his life Re-enter King RICHARD, Ratcliff, Attendants, Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again;

Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow? and Forces.

Lash hence these over-weening rags of France, K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touch- These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; iug Richmond ?

Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit, Rat. That he was never trained up in arms. For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd themselves: K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Surrey If we be conquer’d, let men conquer us, then ?

And not these bastard Bretagnes, whom our fathers Rat. He smil'd and said, the better for our purpose. Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and thump'd, K. Rich. He was i’ the right; and so, indeed, it is. And, on record, left them the heirs of shame.

[Clock strikes.

Shall these enjoy our lands ? lie with our wives? Tell the clock there. Give me a calendar.

Ravish our daughters ? — Hark, I hear their drum. Who saw the sun to-day?

[Drum afar off! Rat. Not I, my lord.

Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen! K. Rich. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head! book,

Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; He should have brav'd the east an hour ago : Amaze the welkin with your broken staves ! A black day will it be to somebody. Ratcliff.

Enter a Messenger. Rat. My lord ?


says lord Stanley ? will he bring his power? K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day; Mess. My lord, he doth deny to come. The sky doth frown and lour upon our army.

K. Rich. Off instantly with his son George's head. I would, these dewy tears were from the ground. Nor. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the marsh; Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me, After the battle let George Stanley die. More than to Richmond ? for the self-same heaven, K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within my That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.

bosom :

Advance our standards, set upon our foes ;
Enter Norfolk.

Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Nor. Arm, arm, my lord ; the foe vaunts in the Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons ! field.

Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. [Ereunt. K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ; – Caparison my horse ;

SCENE IV. - Another Part of the Field. Call up lord Stanley, bid him bring his power : I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,

Alarum : Excursions. Enter Norfolk, and Forces ; And thus my battle shall be ordered.

to him CATESBY. My forward shall be drawn out all in length,

Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue! Consisting equally of horse and foot ;

The king enacts more wonders than a man, Our archers shall be placed in the midst :

Daring an opposite to every danger;
John duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey, His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
Shall have the leading of this foot and horse. Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death :
They thus directed, we ourself will follow

Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!
In the main battle ; whose puissance on either side
Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse.

larum. Enter King RICHARD. This, and Saint George to boot ! What think'st K. Rich. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for : thou, Norfolk ?


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

K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled,
And I will stand the hazard of the die :

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 I slain to-day, instead of him :-

We will unite the white rose with the red :
A horse! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,

(Ereunt. That long hath frown'd upon their enmity !.
What traitor hears me, and says not,

-amen ? Alarums. Enter King RICHARD and RICHMOND;

and exeunt, fighting. Retreat, and flourish. Then England hath long been mad, and scarr’d herself; enter RICHMOND, STANLEY bearing the crown,

The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,

The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, with divers other Lords, and Forces.

The son, compellid, been butcher to the sire; Richm. God, and your arms, be prais’d, victo- All this divided York and Lancaster, rious friends;

Divided, in their dire division. The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.

O, now let Richmond and Elizabeth, Stan. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou ac- The true succeeders of each royal house, quit thee!

By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty,

And let their heirs, (God, if thy will be so,) From the dead temples of this bloody wretch Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace, Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal ; With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days! Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.

Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, Richm. Great God of heaven, say, amen, to all! – nat would reduce these bloody days again, But, tell me first, is young George Stanley living ? And make poor England weep in streams of blood :

Stan. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town; Let them not live to taste this land's increase, Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us. That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!

Richm. What men of name are slain on either side? Now civil wounds are stopp’d, peace lives again ;

Stan. John duke of Norfolk, Walter lord Ferrers, That she may long live here, God say Amen! Sir Robert Brakenbury, and sir William Brandon.


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Three other Gentlemen. CARDINAL WOLSEY.

Doctor Butts, physician to the King.

Garter, King at Arms.
Capucius, Ambassador from the Emperor, Charles V. Surveyor to the Duke of Buckingham.
CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.

BRANDON, and a Sergeant at Arms.

Door-keeper of the Council-Chamber. DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.

Porley, and his man. DUKE OF SUFFOLK.

Page to Gardiner.
Earl of SURREY.

A Crier.
Lord Chamberlain.
Lord Chancellor.

Queen KATHARINE, wife to King Henry, afterwards GARDINER, Bishop of Winchester.

divorced. Bishor of LINCOLN.

Anne BULLEN, her Maid of Honour, afterwards LORD ABERGAVENNY.


An old Lady, friend to Anne Bullen.

PATIENCE, woman to Queen Katharine.
Sir Thomas LOVELL.
Sir ANTHONY Denny.
Sir Nicholas Vaux.

Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows; IFOSecretaries to Wolsey.

men attending upon the Queen; Spirits which Cromwell, servant to Wolsey.

appear to her; Scribes, Officers, Guards, and other GRIFFITH, Gentleman-Usher to Queen Katharine. Altendants.

SCENE, - chiefly in London und WESTMINSTER; once at KIMBOLTON.


I come no more to make you laugh; things now,
That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe,
Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,
We now present.

Those that can pity, here
May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;
The subject will deserve it. Such, as give
Their money out of hope they may believe,
May here find truth too. Those, that come to see
Only a show or two, and so agree,
The play may pass; if they be still, and willing,
I'll undertake, may see away their shilling
Richly in two short hours. Only they,
That come to hear a merry, bawdy play,
A noise of targets; or to see a fellow
In a long motley coat, guarded with yellow,

Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle hearers, know,
To rank our chosen truth with such a show
As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting
Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring,
(To make that only true we now intend)
Will leave us never an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness' sake, and, as you are known
The first and happiest hearers of the town,
Be sad, as we would make you : Think, ye see
The very persons of our noble story,
As they were living; think, you see them great,
And follow'd with the general throng, and sweat,
Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see
How soon this mightiness meets misery !
And, if you can be merry then, I'll say,
A man may weep upon his wedding day.


you done,

up the file

SCENE 1. London. An Ante-chamber in the Buck.

I pray you, who, my lord? Palace.

Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion Enter the DUKE OF Norfolk, at one door ; at the

Of the right reverend cardinal of York.

Buck. The devil speed him ! no man's pie is free'd other, the DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM, and the Lord

From his ambitious finger. What had he ABERGAVENNY.

To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder, uck. Good morrow, and well met. How have That such a keech, can with his very bulk

Take up the rays o' the beneficial sun, Since last we saw in France ?

And keep it from the earth.

I thank your grace :

Surely, sir,
Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer

There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends : Of what I saw there.

For, being not propp'd by ancestry, (whose grace Buck. An untimely ague

Chalks successors their way,) nor call’d upon Stay'd me a prisoner my chamber, when

For high feats done to the crown; neither allied Those suns of glory, those two lights of men, To eminent assistants, but, spider-like, Me: in the vale of Arde,

Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note, Nor.

'Twixt Guynes and Arde: The force of his own merit makes his way ;
I was then present, saw them salute on horseback ; A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys
Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung A place next to the king.
In their embracement, as they grew together ;


I cannot tell Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye weigh’d

Pierce into that; but I can see his pride Such a compounded one?

Peep through each part of him: Whence has he that? Buck.

All the whole time If not from hell, the devil is a niggard ; I was my chamber's prisoner.

Or has given all before, and he begins Nor.

Then you lost A new hell in himself. The view of earthly glory: Men might say,


Why the devil, Till this time, pomp was single; but now married Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, To one above itself. Each following day

Without the privity o' the king, to appoint Became the ext day's master, till the last

Who should attend on him ? He mak
Made former wonders it's : To-day, the French, Of all the gentry; for the most part

All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods, Too, whom as great a charge as little bonour
Shone down the English ; and, to-morrow, they He meant to lay upon : and his own letter,
Made Britain, India : every man, that stood, The honourable board of council out,
Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were

Must fetch him in he papers.
As cherubins, all gilt: the madams too,


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 cry'd incomparable; and the ensuing night Buck. Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings, Have broke their backs with laying manors on them Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst,

For this great journey. What did this vanity, As presence did present them ; him in eye

But minister communication of Still him in praise : and, being present both, A most poor issue? 'Twas said, they saw but one ; and no discerner Nor.

Grievingly I think, Durst wag his tongue in censure. When these suns The peace between the French and us not values (For so they phrase them,) by their heralds challeng'd | The cost that did conclude it. The noble spirits to arms, they did perform


Every man, Beyond thought's compass ; that former fabulous After the hideous storm that follow'd, was story,

A thing inspir’d; and, not consulting, broke Being now seen possible enough, got credit, Into a general prophecy,

That this tempest, That Bevis was believ'd.

Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded Buck. 0, you go far.

The sudden breach on't. Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect


Which is budded out ; In honour honesty, the tract of every thing

For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd Would by a good discourser lose some life,

Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux. Which action's self was tongue to. All was royal ; Aber.

Is it therefore To the disposing of it nought rebell’d,

The ambassador is silenc'd ? Order gave each thing view; the office did


Marry, is't. Distinctly his full function.

Aber. A proper title of a peace ; and purchas'd Buck.

Who did guide, At a superfluous rate ! I mean, who set the body and the limbs


Why, all this business Of this great sport together, as you guess ?

Our reverend cardinal carried. Nor. One, certes, that promises no elemert


'Like it your grace, In such a business.

The state takes notice of the private difference

0, many

with papers.

Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you, We see each grain of gruvel, I do know
(And take it from a heart that wishes towards you To be corrupt and treasonous.
Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read


Say not, treasonous. The cardinal's malice and his potency

Buck. To the king I'll say't; and make my

vouch Together: to consider further, that

as strong
What his high hatred would effect, wants not As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox,
A minister in his power : You know his nature, Or wolf, or both, (for he is equal ravenous
That he's revengeful; and I know, his sword As he is subtle ; and as prone to mischief,
Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and, it may be said, As able to perform it: his mind and place
It reaches far; and where 't will not extend,

Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally,) Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel, Only to show his pomp as well in France You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that As here at home, suggests the king our master rock,

To this last costly treaty, the interview, That I advise your shunning.

That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a glass

Did break i’ the rinsing. Enter CARDINAL Wolsey, (the purse borne before


'Faith, and so it did. him,) certain of the Guard, and Two Secretaries

Buck. Pray, give me favour, sir. This cunning The Cardinal in his passage fireth

cardinal his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on

The articles o'the combination drew, him, both full of disdain.

As himself pleas'd ; and they were ratified, Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor ? ha ? As he cried, Thus let be: to as much end, Where's his examination ?

As give a crutch to the dead : But our count-car1 Secr. Here, so please you.

dinal Wol. Is he in person ready?

Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolsey, 1 Secr.

Ay, please your grace. Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows, Wol. Well, we shall then know more ; and Buck- (Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy ingham

To the old dam, treason,) Charles the emperor, Shall lessen this big look.

Under pretence to see the queen his aunt, [Exeunt WOLSEY, and Train. (For 'twas, indeed, his colour; but he came Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation : Have not the power to muzzle him ; therefore, best His fears were, that the interview, betwixt Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book England and France, might, through their amity, Out-worths a noble's blood.

Breed him some prejudice ; for from this league Nor.

What, are you chaf’d? | Peep'd harms that menac'd him : He privily Ask God for temperance ; that's the appliance only, Deals with our cardinal ; and, as I trow, Which your disease requires.

Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperor Buck.

I read in his looks

Paid ere he promis'd; whereby his suit was granted Matter against me ; and his eye revil'd

Ere it was ask'd ; — but when the way was made, Me, as his abject object : at this instant

And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus desir'd ;He bores me with some trick: He's gone to the king; That he would please to alter the king's course, I'll follow, and out-stare him.

And break the foresaid peace. Let the king know, Nor.

Stay, my lord,

(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardinal And let your reason with your choler question Does buy and sell his honour as he pleases, What 'tis you go about : To climb steep hills, And for his own advantage. Requires slow pace at first : Anger is like

Nor. A full-hot horse ; who being allow'd his way, To bear this of him; and could wish, he were Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England Something mistaken in't. Can advise me like you : be to yourself


No, not a syllable; As you would to your friend.

I do pronounce him in that very shape,
I'll to the king :

He shall appear in proof.
And from a mouth of honour quite cry down
This Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim,

Enter BRANDON ; a Sergeant at Arms before him, There's difference in no persons.

and two or three of the Guard. Nor.

Be advis

Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot


Sir. That it do singe yourself: We may outrun, My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl By violent swiftness, that which we run at,

Of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I
And lose by over-running. Know you not,

Arrest thee of high treason, in the name
The fire, that mounts the liquor till it run o'er, Of our most sovereign king.
In seeming to augment it, wastes it? Be advis'd : Buck.

Lo you, my lord, I say again, there is no English soul

The net has fall'n upon me; I shall perish More stronger to direct you than yourself ;

Under device and practice. If with the sap of reason you would quench,

Bran. Or but allay, the fire of passion.

To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on Buck.


The business present : 'Tis his highness' pleasure', I am thankful to you: and I'll go along

You shall to the Tower. By your prescription : - but this top-proud fellow, Buck.

It will help me nothing, (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, From sincere motions,) by intelligence,

Which makes my whitest part black. The will oi And proofs as clear as founts in Júly, when


I am sorry

I am sorry

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