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My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,
Now his son,
friends, And give your hearts to, when they once perceive The least rub in your fortunes, fall away Like water from ye, never found again But where they mean to sink ye. All good people, Pray for me! I must now forsake ye; the last hour Of my long weary life is come upon me. Farewell : And when you would say something that is sad, Speak how I fell. I have done ; and God forgive me!
[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and Train.
1 Gent. O, this is full of pity!-Sir, it calls, I fear, too many curses on their heads, That were the authors. 2 Gent.
If the duke be guiltless, 'Tis full of woe: yet I can give you inkling Of an ensuing evil, if it fall, Greater than this. 1 Gent.
Good angels keep it from us ! Where may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir? 2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill require
faith 6 to conceal it. 1 Gent,
Let me have it;
I am confident ;
Yes, but it held not :
But that slander, sir,
6 Great fidelity.
'Tis the cardinal; And merely to revenge him on the emperor, For not bestowing on him, at his asking, The archbishoprick of Toledo, this is purpos d. 2 Gent. I think, you have hit the mark : But is't
not cruel, That she should feel the smart of this? The cardinal Will have his will, and she must fall. 1 Gent.
'Tis woful. We are too open here to argue this; Let's think in private more.
An Ante-chamber in the Palace.
Enter the Lord Chamberlain, reading a Letter.
Cham. My lord,—The horses your lordship sent for, with all the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and furnished. They were young, and handsome ; and of the best breed in the north. When they were ready to set out for London, a man of my lord cardinal's, by commission, and main power, took 'em from me ; with
His master would be served before a subject, if not before the king: which stopped our mouths, sir.
I fear, he will, indeed : Well, let him have them: He will have all, I think.
Enter the Dukes of NORFOLK and SUFFOLK.
Well met, my good
Good day to both your graces
I left him private, Full of sad thoughts and troubles. Nor.
What's the cause? Cham. It seems, the marriage with his brother's wife Has crept too near his conscience. Suf.
No, his conscience Has crept too near another lady.
Nor. This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal : That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune, Turns what he lists. The king will know him one day.
Suf. Pray God, he do! he'll never know himself else.
Nor. How holily he works in all his business! And with what zeal! For, now he has crack'd the
league Between us and the emperor, the queen's great ne
Cham. Heaven keep me from such counsel! 'Tis
most true, These news are every where; every tongue speaks
And free us from his slavery.
For me, my lords,
creed : As I am made without him, so I'll stand, If the king please ; his curses and his blessings Touch me alike, they are breath I not believe in. I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him To him, that made him proud, the pope. Nor.
Let's in ; And, with some other business, put the king From these sad thoughts, that work too much upon
him :My lord, you'll bear us company? Clam.
Excuse me; The king hath sent me other-where: besides, You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him:
7 High or low.