Nar. One, certes, that promifes no element * In fuch a bufinels.

Buck. Pray you, who, my Lord?

Nor. All this was order'd by the goad difcretion Of the right rev'rend Cardinal of York.

Buck. The devil fpeed him! no man's pye is..

freed

From his ambitious finger

What had he

To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder
That fuch a keech + can with his very bulk
Take up the rays o' th' beneficial fun,.
And keep it from the earth..

Nor. Yet, furely, Sir,

There's in him ftuff that puts him to those ends.
For being not propt by ancestry, whofe grace
Chalks fucceffors their way; nor call'd upon
For high feats done to th' crown; neither ally'd
To eminent affiftants; but fpider-like

Out of his felf-drawing web;-this gives us note,
The force of his own merit makes his way;
A gift that Heaven gives for him, which buys
A place next to the King.

Aber. I cannot tell

What Heav'n hath giv'n him; let fome graver eye Pierce into that: but I can fee his pride

Peep through each part of him; whence has he

that?

If not from hell, the devil is a niggard,

Or has giv'n all before; and he begins
A new hell in himself.

Buck. Why the devil,

Upon this French going out, took he
upon him,
Without the privity o' th' King, t'appoint
Who should attend him? He makes up the file
Of all the gentry; for the most part such,
To whom as great a charge as little honour
He meant to lay upon; and his own letter,

No initiation, no previous practice. Johnson. † A keech is a folid lump or mafs. A cake of wax or tallow, tormed in a mould, is called yet in fome places a keech. Johafon.

The honourable board of council out,

Muft fetch in him he papers *.

Aber. I do know

Kinfmen of mine, three at the leaft, that have
By this fo ficken'd their eftates, that never
They shall abound as formerly.

Buck. O, many

Have broke their backs with laying manors on 'em
For this great journey. What did this vanity
But minifter communication of

A moft poor iffue?

Nor. Grievingly, I think,

The peace between the French and us not values→ The coft that did conclude it.

Buck. Every man,

After the hideous ftorm that follow'd, was
A thing infpir'd; and not confulting, broke
Into a general prophecy, that this tempeft,
Dafhing the garment of this peace, aboded
The fudden breach on't..

Nor. Which is budded out;

For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux.

Aber. Is it therefore

Th' ambaffador is filenc'd?

Nor. Marry is't.

Aber. A proper title of a peace, and purchas'd At a fuperfluous rate!

Buck. Why, all this bufinefs

Our rev'rend 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 withes tow'rds you?
Honour and plenteous fafety, that you read
The Cardinal's malice and his potency.
Together to confider further, that

What his high hatred would effect, wants not

*He papers, a verb; his own letter, by his own fingle authority, and without the concurrence of the council, muft fetch in him whom he papers down. Pape.

A minifter in his pow'r. You know his nature,
That he's revengeful; and I know his fword
Hath a fharp edge; it's long, and't may be faid
It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend,
Thither be darts it. Bofom up my countel,

You'll find it wholefome. Lo, where comes that rock
That I advise your thunning.

Enter Cardinal Wolfey, the purse borne before him, certain of the guard, and two Secretaries with papers; the Cardinal in his palfage fixeth his eve oa Buckingham, and Buckingham on him, both full of difdain.

Wol The Duke of Buckingham's Surveyor? ha ! Where's his examination?

Sec. Here, fo please you.

Wol. Is he in perion ready?

Sec. Ay, an't please your Grace.

Wol. Well, we hall then know more;

And Buckingham fhall leffen this big look.

[Exeunt Cardiul and his train. Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore beft Not wake him in his flumber. A beggar's book Out-worths a noble's blood.

Nor. What, are you chaf'd?

1

Afk God for temp'rance; that's th' appliance only Which your difeale requires.

Buck. I read in's look

Matter against me, and his eye revil'd

Me as his abject object; at this inftant
He' bores

*

me with fome trick. He's gone to th❜

I'll follow and out-flare him.

Nor. Stay, my Lord;

[Kings

And let your reafon with your choler question
What 'tis you go about. To climb fteep hills
Requires flow pace at first. Anger is like

He ftabs or wounds me by fome artifice or fi on..

Johnjon

A full-hot horfe, who being allo v'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 Ipfwich fellow's :nlolence; or proclaim
There's diff'rence in no perfons.

'Nor. Be advis'd;

Heat not a furnace for your foe fo hot,
That it do finge yourself. We may out-run,
By violent fwifinefs, that which we run at,
And lofe by over-running; know you not
The fire that mounts the liquor 'till't run o'er,
Seeming t'augment it, wastes it? be advis'd;
I fay again, there is no English foul
More fronger to direct you than yourself,
If with the fap of reafon you would quench,
Or but allay the fire of pallion.

Buck. Sir,

I'm thankful to you, and I'll go along

By your prefcription; but this top-proud fellow, (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but From fincere motions) by intelligence

And proofs as clear as founts in July, when
We fee each grain of gravel, I do know
To be corrupt and treasonous.

Nor. Say not treatonous.

Buck. To th' King I'll fay't, and make my vouch as ftrong

As fhore of rock.

Attend. This holy fox,
Or wolf, or both, for he is equal rav'nous
As he is fubtle, and as prone to mischief
As able to perform't; his mind and place
Infecting one another, yea reciprocally,
Only to fhew his pomp, as well in France
As here at home, fuggefts the King our master
To this laft coftly treaty, th' interview

That fwallow'd fo much treasure, and like a glass
Did break i' th' rinfing.

Nor. 'Faith, and so it did..

Buck. Pray, give me favour, Sir.

ning Cardinal

The articles o' th' combination drew,

-This cun

As himself pleas'd, and they were ratify'd,
As he cry'd, let it be-to as much end,

As give a crutch to th' dead. But our Court-Cardinal
Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wolfey,
Who cannot err, he did it Now this follows,
Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy
To th' old dam, Treafon; Charles the Emperor,
Under pretence to fee the Queen his aunt,
(For 'twas indeed his colour, but he came
To whisper Wolsey), here makes a visitation :
His fears were, that the interview betwixt
England and France might, through their amity,
Breed him some prejudice; for from this league
Peep'd harms that menac'd him. He privily
Deals with our Cardinal, and, as I trow,
Which I do well, for I am fure the Emperor
Paid ere he promis'd, whereby his fuit was granted
Ere it was afk'd. But when the way was made,
And pav'd with gold, the Emp'ror thus defir'd,
That he would please to alter the King's courfe,
And break the forefaid peace Let the King know,
As foon he fhall by me, that thus the Cardinal
Does buy and fell his honour as he pleases,
And for his own advantage.

Nor. I am forry

To hear this of him; and could wish you were
Something mistaken in't.

Buck No, not a fyllable:

I do pronounce him in that very shape
He fhall appear in proof.

Enter Brandon, a Serjeant at Arms before him, and two or three of the Guard.

Bran. Your office, Serjeant; execute it.
Serj. Sir,

My Lord the Duke of Buckingham, and Earl
Of Hertford, Stafford and Northampton, I