Henry The Eighth (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Life of King Henry the Eight.¶That Beuis was beleeu'd.
¶Buc. Oh you go farre.
85In Honor, Honesty, the tract of eu'ry thing,
¶Which Actions selfe, was tongue too.
¶Buc. All was Royall,
90Order gaue each thing view. The Office did
¶Distinctly his full Function: who did guide,
¶I meane who set the Body, and the Limbes
¶Of this great Sport together?
95One certes, that promises no Element
¶Buc. I pray you who, my Lord?
¶Of the right Reuerend Cardinall of Yorke.
¶From his Ambitious finger. What had he
¶To do in these fierce Vanities? I wonder,
¶That such a Keech can with his very bulke
¶Take vp the Rayes o'th'beneficiall Sun,
105And keepe it from the Earth.
¶Nor. Surely Sir,
110For high feats done to'th'Crowne; neither Allied
¶Out of his Selfe-drawing Web. O giues vs note,
¶The force of his owne merit makes his way
¶A guift that heauen giues for him, which buyes
115A place next to the King.
¶Abur. I cannot tell
¶What Heauen hath giuen him: let some Grauer eye
¶Pierce into that, but I can see his Pride
¶Peepe through each part of him: whence ha's he that,
120If not from Hell? The Diuell is a Niggard,
¶Or ha's giuen all before, and he begins
¶A new Hell in himselfe.
¶Buc. Why the Diuell,
¶Vpon this French going out, tooke he vpon him
125(Without the priuity o'th'King) t'appoint
¶Who should attend on him? He makes vp the File
¶To whom as great a Charge, as little Honor
¶He meant to lay vpon: and his owne Letter
130The Honourable Boord of Councell, out
¶Must fetch him in, he Papers.
¶Abur. I do know
135They shall abound as formerly.
¶Buc. O many
¶Haue broke their backes with laying Mannors on 'em
¶For this great Iourney. What did this vanity
¶But minister communication of
¶Nor. Greeuingly I thinke,
¶The Peace betweene the French and vs, not valewes
¶The Cost that did conclude it.
¶Buc. Euery man,
145After the hideous storme that follow'd, was
¶Dashing the Garment of this Peace, aboaded
¶The sodaine breach on't.
150Nor. Which is budded out,
¶For France hath flaw'd the League, and hath attach'd
¶Our Merchants goods at Burdeux.
¶Abur. Is it therefore
155Nor. Marry is't.
¶Abur. A proper Title of a Peace, and purchas'd
¶At a superfluous rate.
¶Our Reuerend Cardinall carried.
160Nor. Like it your Grace,
¶The State takes notice of the priuate difference
¶Betwixt you, and the Cardinall. I aduise you
¶(And take it from a heart, that wishes towards you
¶Honor, and plenteous safety) that you reade
165The Cardinals Malice, and his Potency
¶Together; To consider further, that
¶What his high Hatred would effect, wants not
¶A Minister in his Power. You know his Nature,
¶That he's Reuengefull; and I know, his Sword
¶It reaches farre, and where 'twill not extend,
¶You'l finde it wholesome. Loe, where comes that Rock
¶That I aduice your shunning.
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Enter Cardinall Wolsey, the Purse borne before him, certaine
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of the Guard, and two Secretaries with Papers: The
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Cardinall in his passage, fixeth his eye on Buck-
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ham, and Buckingham on him,
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both full of disdaine.
180Car. The Duke of Buckinghams Surueyor? Ha?
¶Where's his Examination?
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Exeunt Cardinall, and his Traine.
¶Buc. This Butchers Curre is venom'd-mouth'd, and I
¶Haue not the power to muzzle him, therefore best
190Not wake him in his slumber. A Beggers booke,
¶Out-worths a Nobles blood.
¶Nor. What are you chaff'd?
¶Aske God for Temp'rance, that's th'appliance onely
195Buc. I read in's looks
¶Matter against me, and his eye reuil'd
¶Me as his abiect obiect, at this instant
¶He bores me with some tricke; He's gone to'th'King:
¶Ile follow, and out-stare him.
200Nor. Stay my Lord,
¶What 'tis you go about: to climbe steepe hilles
¶A full hot Horse, who being allow'd his way
205Selfe-mettle tyres him: Not a man in England
¶As you would to your Friend.
¶Buc. Ile to the King,
¶And from a mouth of Honor, quite cry downe
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