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This night to meet here, they could do no less,
Say, lord chamberlain, They have done my poor house grace; for which
I pay them A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea
suręs. [Ladies chosen for the dance. The King chooses
Anne Bullen. K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch’d! O,
beauty, Till now I never knew thee. [Musick. Dance. Wol. My lord, - . Cham.
Your grace? Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me: There should be one amongst them, by his person, More worthy this place than myself; to whom, If I buț knew him, with my love and duty I would surrender it. Cham.
I will, my lord. [Cham. goes to the company, and returns. Wol. What say they? Cham.
Such a one, they all confess, There is, indeed; which they would have your grace Find out, and he will take it. Wol.
Let me see then.-
[Comes from his state. By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;—Here I'll make My royal choice.
K. Hen. You have found him, cardinal:
I am glad,
My lord chamberlain, Pr’ythee, come hither: What fair lady's that? Cham. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bul
·len's daughter, The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women. K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one.-Sweet
Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready l'the privy chamber? Lov.
Yes, my lord. Wol.
Your grace, I fear, with dancing is a little leated.
K. Hen. I fear, too much.
There's fresher air, my lord,
partner, I must not yet forsake you :-Let's be merry; Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure To lead them once again; and then let's dream Who's best in favour.- Let the musick knock it.
[Exeunt, with trumpets.
ACT II. SCENE 1.
Enter two Gentlemen, meeting. I Gent. Whither away so fast? 2 Gent.
0,-God save you! Even to the hall, to hear what shall become Of the great duke of Buckingham. i Gent.
I'll save you That labour, sir. All's now done, but the ceremony Of bringing back the prisoner. 2 Gent.
Were you there? 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I. 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happen’d? 1 Gent. You may guess quickly what. 2 Gent.
Is he found guilty? 1 Gent. Yes, truly, is he, and condemn`d upon it. 2 Gent. I am sorry for’t. 1 Gent.
So are a number more. 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it? 1 Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke Came to the bar; where, to his accusations, He pleaded still, not guilty, and alledg'd Many sharp reasons to defeat the law. The king's attorney, on the contrary, Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions Of divers witnesses; which the duke desir'd To him brought, viva voce, to his face: At which appear'd against him, his surveyor;
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Court,
That was he, That fed him with his prophecies? 1 Gent.
2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself? i Gent. When he was brought again to the bar,
to hear His knell rung out, his judgment,—he was stirrd With such an agony, he sweat extremely, And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty: But he fell to himself again, and, sweetly, . In all the rest show'd a most noble patience.
2 Gent. I do not think he fears death.. i Gent.
Sure, he does not, He never was so womanish; the cause He may a little grieve at.
That trick of state
At his return,
All the commons Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience, Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much They love and dote on; call him, bounteous Buck
ingham, The mirror of all courtesy ;i Gent.
Stay there, sir, And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.
Enter Buckingham from his arraignment; Tipstaves
before him, the are with the edge towards him; halberds on each side: with him, Sir Thomas Lovell, Sir Nicholas Vaur, Sir William Sands, and common people. 2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him. Buck.
All good people,