A thing devised by the enemy. Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge: What shall I say more than I have inferr'd? And not these bastard Bretagnes; whom our fathers Advance our standards, set upon our foes; Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons! Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. [Exeunt. SCENE IV-Another part of the field. Alarums: Excursions. Enter Norfolk, and forces; to him Catesby. Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue! His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, Alarum. Enter King Richard. K. Rich. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse. (1) Company. K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upen a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him :A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! [Exe. Alarums. Enter King Richard and Richmort. and exeunt fighting. Retreat, and flourish Then enter Richmond, Stanley, bearing U crown, with divers other Lords, and forces. Richm. God, and your arms, be prais'd, vietų rious friends; The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. From the dead temples of this bloody wretch Richm. Great God of heaven, say, Amen, to all:But, tell me first, is young George Stanley living? Stan. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town, Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us. Richm. What men of name are slain on either side? Stan. John duke of Norfolk, Walter lord Ferrers, Sir Robert Brakenbury, and sir William Brandon. Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled, Richm. Inter their bodies as becomes their births. That in submission will return to us; And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament, We will unite the white rose with the red :Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, That long hath frown'd upon their enmity!— What traitor hears me, and says not,-Amen? England hath long been mad, and scarr'd hersel! ; The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire; All this divided York and Lancaster, Divided, in their dire division.O, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth, The true succeeders of each royal house, By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! And let their heirs (God, if thy will be sc,) Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace. With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days! Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, That would reduce these bloody days again, And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Let them not live to taste this land's increase, That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again; That she may long live here, God say-Amen. [Exeunt. This is one of the most celebrated of our author's performances; yet I know not whether it has not happened to him as to others, to be praised most, when praise is not most deserved. That this play has scenes noble in themselves, and very well eno trived to strike in the exhibition, cannot be deracet, But some parts are trifling. others short ine. JOHNG 2) Fright the skies with the shivers of your lances. Isome improbable. VOL. II. 2 F I COME no more to make you laugh; things SCENE I.-London. An ante-chamber in the now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow, The play may pass; if they be still, and willing, In a long motley coat, guarded' with yellow, The first and happiest hearers of the town, As they were living; think, you see them great, Palace. Enter the Duke of Norfolk, at one door, at the other, the Duke of Buckingham, and the Lord Abergavenny. Made Britain, India: every man, that stood, The noble spirits to arms, they did perform Being now seen possible enough, got credit, Buck. Buck. Who did guide, Buck. Nor. Surely, sir, Our reverend cardinal carried. Nor. 'Like it your grace, The state takes notice of the private difference Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you, (And take it from a heart that wishes towards you Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read The cardinal's malice and his potency Together: to consider further, that What his high hatred would effect, wants not A minister in his power: You know his nature, That he's revengeful; and I know, his sword Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and, it may be said, It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend, Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel, You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock, That I advise your shunning. Enter Cardinal Wolsey (the purse borne before him,) certain of the guard, and two Secretaries with papers. The Cardinal in his passage fireth his eye on Buckingham, and Buckingham on him, both full of disdain. Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor, hi! Where's his examination? I Secr. Here, so please you. Wol. Is he in person ready? Buckingham Shall lessen this big look. [Ere. Wolsey and trin. Buck. This butcher's curl is venom-mouth'd, and I Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore, best Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book Out-worths a noble's blood. Nor. What, are you chard? Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance only, Which your disease requires. Buck. I read in his looks Matter against me; and his eve revil'd Me, as his abject object: at this instant (8) Sets down in his letter without consulting the council. (9) Conducted. (10) Wolser was the son of a butcher He bores' me with some trick: He's gone to the (As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardinal I'll follow, and out-stare him. Nor Stay, my lord, And let your reason with your choler question What 'tis you go about: To climb steep hills, Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like A full-hot horse; 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 Ipswich fellow's insolence; or proclaim, There's difference in no persons. Nor. Be advis'd; Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself: We may outrun, More stronger to direct you than yourself; Buck. Sir, I am thankful to you; and I'll go along By your prescription:-but this top-proud fellow, as strong As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox, Nor. Buck. Pray, give me favour, sir. This cunning cardinal The articles o'the combination drew, Nor. I am sorry To hear this of him; and could wish, he were Something mistaken in't. Buck. No, not a syllable; I do pronounce him in that very shape, Enter Brandon; a Sergeant at Arms before him and two or three of the guards. Bran. Your office, serjeant; execute it. My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl Buck. Sir, Lo you, my lord, The net has fall'n upon me; I shall perish Under device and practice." I am sorry Bran. To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on Buck. It will help me nothing, To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me, Which makes my whitest part biack. The will of Heaven Be done in this and all things!-I obey.- Bran. Nay, he must bear you company :-The [To Abergavenny. king Is pleas'd, you shall to the Tower, till you know Bran. Here is a warrant from The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the oodies Buck. Buck. O, Nicholas Hopkins? Bran. He. Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er-great carHath show'd him gold: my life is spann'da already : dinal I am the shadow of poor Buckingham; Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on, By dark'ning my clear sun.-My lord, farewell. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The council-chamber. Cornets. Enter King Henry, Cardinal Wolsey, the Lords of the Council, Sir Thomas Lovell, Officers, and Assistants. The King enters, leaning on the Cardinal's shoulder. K. Hen. My life itself, and the best heart of it, Thanks you for this great care: I stood i'the level Of a full-charg'd confederacy, and give thanks To you that chok'd it.-Let be call'd before us That gentleman of Buckingham's in person I'll hear him his confessions justify; And noint by point the treasons of his master He sirall again relate. The King lakes his state. The Lords of the Council take their several places. The Cardina places himself under the King's feet, on ki right side. mouths: I noise within, crying Room for the Queen. En-Is nam'd, your wars in France: This makes bold ter the Queen, ushered by the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk: she kneels. The King riseth from his state, takes her up, kisses, and placeth her by him. Never name to us; you have half our power: Thank your majesty. That you would love yourself; and, in that love, Of my petition. K. Hen. Lady mine, proceed. Q. Kath. I am solicited, not by a few, Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze To each incensed will. I would, your highness K. Hen. By my life, And for me, I have no farther gone in this, than by If I am traduc'd by tongues, which neither know com-To cope malicious censurers; which ever, Sent down among them, which hath flaw'd the heart Of these exactions, yet the king our master Language unmannerly, yea, such which breaks In loud rebellion. Nor. Not almost appears, K. Hen. Taxation! Wherein? and what taxation ?-My lord cardinal, Wol. Please you sir, And with a care, exempt themselves from fear; I know but of a single part, in aught |