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My learn'd lord cardinal,
He was brought to this
Sir, a Chartreux friar,
How know'st thou this? Suro. Not long before your highness sped to ..
France, The duke being at the Rose, within the parish Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand What was the speech amongst the Londoners Concerning the French journey: I reply'd, Men fear'd, the French would prove perfidious, To the king's danger. Presently the duke Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted, 'Twould prove the verity of certain words Spoke by a holy monk; that oft, says he, Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour To hear from him a matter of some moment: Whom after, under the confession's seal, He solemnly had sworn, that, what he spoke, My chaplain to no creature living, but To me, should utter, with demure confidence This pausingly ensu'd,—Neither the king, nor his heirs,
(Tell you the duke) shall prosper: bid him strive To gain the love of the commonalty; the duke Shall govern England.
Q. Kath. . If I know you well, You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office On the complaint o' the tenants: Take good heed, You charge not in your spleen a noble person, And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heed; Yes, heartily beseech you. K. Hen.
Let him on:Go forward.
Suro. On my soul, I'll speak but truth. I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions This monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas
dang'rous for him, To ruminate on this so far, until It forg’d him some design, which, being believ'd, It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush! It can do me no damage: adding further, That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd, The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads Should have gone off. K. Hen.
Ha! what, so rank? Ah, ha! There's mischief in this man:--Canst thou say
Being at Greenwich,
I remember Of such a time:-Being my sworn servant, . The duke retain'd him his.— But on; What
hence? Surv. If, quoth he, I for this had been committed, As, to the Tower, I thought,— I would have play'd The part my father meant to act upon The usurper Richard: who, being at Salisbury, . Made suit to come in his presence; which, if granted, As he made semblance of his duty, would Have put his knife into him. K. Hen.
A giant traitor! Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in
freedom, And this man out of prison? ' Q. Kath.
God mend all ! K. Hen. There's something more would out of
thee; What say’st? Surv. After--the duke his father,—with the
There's his period,
A ROOM IN THE PALACE.
Enter the Lord Chamberlain and Lord Sands. Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should
juggle Men into such strange mysteries? Sands.
New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous, Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are followid.
Cham. As far as I see, all the good our English Have got by the late voyage, is but merely A fit or two o'the face; but they are shrewd ones; For when they hold them, you would swear di
; rectly, Their very noses had been counsellors To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so. Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones;
one would take it, That never saw them pace before, the spavin, A springhalt reign'd among them.
Cham. Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too, That, sure, they have worn out christendom. How
now? What news, sir Thomas Lovell?
Death! my lord,
Enter Sir Thomas Lovell.
'Faith, my lord, I hear of none, but the new proclamation
That's clapp'd upon the court-gate.
What is’t for? Lov. The reformation of our travell’d gallants, That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors. Cham. I am glad, 'tis there; now I would pray
They must either
What a loss our ladies
Sands. The devil fiddle them! I am glad, they're