I'm in your debt for your last exercise; Come the next Sabbath, and I will content you. [He whispers in his ear. Enter BUCKINGHAM. Buck. What, talking with a priest, lord chamberlain? Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest; Your honour hath no shriving work in hand. Hast. Good faith, and when I met this holy man, Those men you talk of came into my mind.. What, go you toward the Tower? Buck. I do, my lord; but long I cannot stay there: I shall return before your lordship thence. Hast. 'Tis like enough, for I stay dinner there. Buck. [Aside.] And supper too, although thou know'st it not. Come, will you go? Hast. I'll wait upon your lordship. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Pomfret Castle. Enter Sir RICHARD RATCLIFF, with halberds, carrying RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN to death. Riv. Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this: To-day shalt thou behold a subject die For truth, for duty, and for loyalty. Grey. God keep the prince from all the pack of you! A knot you are of damnéd blood-suckers. Vaug. You live that shall cry woe for this hereafter. Rat. Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out. Riv. O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison, Fatal and ominous to noble peers! Within the guilty closure of thy walls Richard the Second here was hacked to death; For standing by when Richard stabbed her son. Buckingham, Then cursed she Richard. O, remember, God, Farewell, until we meet again in heaven. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-London. A Room in the Tower. BUCKINGHAM, STANLEY, HASTINGS, the Bishop of ELY, RATCLIFF, LOVEL, with others, at a table. Hast. My lords, at once: the cause why we are met Is, to determine of the coronation. In God's name, speak :—when is the royal day? Buck. Are all things fitting for that royal time? Stan. It is, and wants but nomination. Ely. To-morrow, then, I judge a happy day. Buck. Who knows the lord protector's mind herein ? Who is most inward with the noble duke? Ely. Your grace, we think, should soonest know his mind. Buck. We know each other's faces; for our hearts, I have not sounded him, nor he delivered But you, my noble lords, may name the time; Glo. My noble lords and cousins all, good morrow. I have been long a sleeper; but, I trust, My absence doth neglect no great design, Buck. Had not you come upon your cue, my lord, William Lord Hastings had pronounced your part,— I mean, your voice,-for crowning of the king. Glo. Than my Lord Hastings no man might be bolder; His lordship knows me well, and loves me well, I do beseech you send for some of them. [Exit. Glo. Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you. [Drawing him aside. Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business, And finds the testy gentleman so hot, As he will lose his head ere give consent [Exit GLOSTER, BUCKINGHAM following. Stan. We have not yet set down this day of triumph. To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden; Re-enter Bishop of ELY. Ely. Where is my lord the Duke of Gloster? I have sent for these strawberries. Hast. His grace looks cheerfully and smooth to-day; There's some conceit or other likes him well Hast. Marry, that with no man here he is offended; For, were he, he had shown it in his looks. Re-enter GLOSTER and BUCKINGHAM. Glo. I pray you all, tell me what they deserve That do conspire my death with devilish plots Of damnéd witchcraft, and that have prevailed Upon my body with their hellish charms? Hast. The tender love I bear your grace, my lord, Makes me most forward in this noble presence To doom the offenders, whatsoe'er they be: I say my lord, they have deservéd death. Glo. Then be your eyes the witness of this ill: And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch, Glo. If thou protector of this damnéd strumpet, Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done: The rest, that love me, rise and follow me. Three times to day my foot-cloth horse did stumble, |