Buck. God and our innocence defend and guard us !

Enter Lovel and RATCLIFF, with Hastings's head.

Glo. Be patient, they are friends; Ratcliff, and

Lov. Here is the head of that ignoble traitor,
The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings.

Glo. So dear I lov'd the man, that I must weep.
I took him for the plainest harmless't creature,
That breath'd upon the earth a christian ;
Made him my book, wherein my soul recorded
The history of all her secret thoughts :
So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of virtue,
That, his apparent open guilt omitted, -
I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife,
He liv'd from all attainder of suspect.
Buck. Well, well, he was the covert'st shelter'd

That ever liv’d.-Look

you, my


Would you imagine, or almost believe,
(Were't not, that by great preservation
We live to tell it you,) the subtle traitor
This day had plotted in the council-house,
To murder me, and my good lord of Gloster?
"May. What! had he so?

Glo. What! think you we are Turks, or infidels?
Or that we would, against the form of law,
Proceed thus rashly in the villain's death ;
But that the extreme peril of the case,
The peace of England, and our persons' safety,
Enforc'd us to this execution ?


May. Now, fair befal you! he deserv'd his death; And your good graces both have well proceeded, To warn false traitors from the like attempts. I never look'd for better at his hands, After he once fell in with mistress Shore.

Buck. Yet had we not determin'd he should die, Until

your lordship came to see his end;
Which now the loving haste of these our friends,
Somewhat against our meaning, hath prevented:
Because, my lord, we would have had you heard
The traitor speak, and timorously confess
The manner and the purpose of his treasons;
That you might well have signified the same
Unto the citizens, who, haply, may
Misconstrue us in him, and wail his death.
May. But, my good lord, your grace's word shall

As well as I had seen, and heard him speak :
And do not doubt, right noble princes both,
But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens
With all your just proceedings in this case.

Glo. And to that end we wish'd your lordship here, To avoid the censures of the carping world.

Buck. But since you came too late of our intent,
Yet witness what you hear we did intend :
And so, my good lord mayor, we bid farewell.

[Exit Lord Mayor. Glo. Go after, after, cousin Buckingham. The mayor towards Guildhall hies him in all post:


vantage of the time, Infer the bastardy of Edward's children :


There, at your


Tell them, how Edward put to death a citizen,
Only for saying-he would make his son
Heir to the crown ; meaning, indeed his house,
Which, by the sign thereof was termed so.
Moreover, urge his hateful luxury,
And bestial appetite in change of lust;
Which stretch'd unto their servants, daughters, wives,
Even where his raging eye, or savage heart,
Without controul, listed to make his prey.
Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person:-
Tell them, when that my mother went with child
Of that insatiate Edward, noble York,
My princely father, then had wars in France ;
And, by just computation of the time,
Found, that the issue was not his begot;
Which well appeared in his lineaments,
Being nothing like the noble duke my father :
Yet touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off ;
Because, my lord, you know, my mother lives.

Buck. Doubt not, my lord ; I'll play the orator,
As if the golden fee, for which I plead,
Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu.

Glo. If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's

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shall find me well accompanied, With reverend fathers, and well-learned bishops.

Buck. I go; and, towards three or four o'clock, Look for the news that the Guild-hall affords.

[Exit BUCKINGHAM. Glo. Go, Lovel, with all speed to doctor Shaw,Go thou [to CAT.] to friar Penker ;-bid them both

Meet me, within this hour, at Baynard's castle.

[Exeunt Lovel and Catesby. Now will I in, to take some privy order To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight ; And to give notice, that no manner of person Have, any time, recourse unto the princes. [Erit.


A Street.

Enter a Scrivener.

Scriv. Here is the indictment of the good lord

Hastings; Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd, That it may be to-day read o'er in Paul's. And mark how well the sequel hangs together :Eleven hours I have spent to write it over, For yesternight by Catesby was it sent me ; The precedent' was full as long a doing : And yet within these five hours Hastings liv’d, Untainted, unexamin'd, free, at liberty. Here's a good world the while !-Who is so gross, That cannot see this palpable device? Yet who so bold, but says-he sees it not ? Bad is the world; and all will come to nought, When such bad dealing must be seen in thought.


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The same. Court of Baynard's Castle.

Enter Gloster and BUCKINGHAM, meeting. Glo. How now, how now? what say the citizens?

Buck. Now by the holy mother of our Lord, The citizens are mum, say not a word. Glo. Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's chil

dren? Buck. I did ; with his contract with Lady Lucy, And his contráct by deputy in France : The insatiate greediness of his desires, And his enforcement of the city wives ; His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,-As being got, your father then in France; And his resemblance, being not like the duke. Withal, I did infer your lineaments, Being the right idea of your father, Both in your form and nobleness of mind: Laid open


victories in Scotland,
Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace,
Your bounty, virtue, fair humility;
Indeed, left nothing, fitting for your purpose,
Untouch'd, or slightly handled, in discourse.
And, when my oratory grew to an end,
I bade them, that did love their country's good,
Cry-God save Richard, England's royal king!

Glo. And did they so?

Buck. No, so God help me, they spake not a word ; But, like dumb statuas, or breathless stones,


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