39GOod morrow, and well met. How haue ye done

40Since last we saw in France?

41Norf. I thanke your Grace:

42Healthfull, and euer since a fresh Admirer

43Of what I saw there.

44Buck. An vntimely Ague

45Staid me a Prisoner in my Chamber, when

46Those Sunnes of Glory, those two Lights of Men

47Met in the vale of Andren.

48Nor. 'Twixt Guynes and Arde,

49I was then present, saw them salute on Horsebacke,

50Beheld them when they lighted, how they clung

51In their Embracement, as they grew together,

52Which had they,

53What foure Thron'd ones could haue weigh'd

54Such a compounded one?

55Buck. All the whole time

56I was my Chambers Prisoner.

57Nor. Then you lost

58The view of earthly glory: Men might say

59Till this time Pompe was single, but now married

60To one aboue it selfe. Each following day

61Became the next dayes master, till the last

62Made former Wonders, it's. To day the French,

63All Clinquant all in Gold, like Heathen Gods

64Shone downe the English; and to morrow, they

65Made Britaine, India: Euery man that stood,

66Shew'd like a Mine. Their Dwarfish Pages were

67As Cherubins, all gilt: the Madams too,

68Not vs'd to toyle, did almost sweat to beare

69The Pride vpon them, that their very labour

70Was to them, as a Painting. Now this Maske

71Was cry'de incompareable; and th'ensuing night

72Made it a Foole, and Begger. The two Kings

73Equall in lustre, were now best, now worst

74As presence did present them: Him in eye,

75Still him in praise, and being present both,

76'Twas said they saw but one, and no Discerner

77Durst wagge his Tongue in censure, when these Sunnes

78(For so they phrase 'em) by their Heralds challeng'd

79The Noble Spirits to Armes, they did performe

80Beyond thoughts Compasse, that former fabulous Storie

81Being now seene, possible enough, got credit

82That Beuis was beleeu'd.

83Buc. Oh you go farre.

84Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect

85In Honor, Honesty, the tract of eu'ry thing,

86Would by a good Discourser loose some life,

87Which Actions selfe, was tongue too.

88Buc. All was Royall,

89To the disposing of it nought rebell'd,

90Order gaue each thing view. The Office did

91Distinctly his full Function: who did guide,

92I meane who set the Body, and the Limbes

93Of this great Sport together?

94Nor. As you guesse:

95One certes, that promises no Element

96In such a businesse.

97Buc. I pray you who, my Lord?

98Nor. All this was ordred by the good Discretion

99Of the right Reuerend Cardinall of Yorke.

100Buc. The diuell speed him: No mans Pye is freed

101From his Ambitious finger. What had he

102To do in these fierce Vanities? I wonder,

103That such a Keech can with his very bulke

104Take vp the Rayes o'th'beneficiall Sun,

105And keepe it from the Earth.

106Nor. Surely Sir,

107There's in him stuffe, that put's him to these ends:

108For being not propt by Auncestry, whose grace

109Chalkes Successors their way; nor call'd vpon

110For high feats done to'th'Crowne; neither Allied

111To eminent Assistants; but Spider-like

112Out of his Selfe-drawing Web. O giues vs note,

113The force of his owne merit makes his way

114A guift that heauen giues for him, which buyes

115A place next to the King.

116Abur. I cannot tell

117What Heauen hath giuen him: let some Grauer eye

118Pierce into that, but I can see his Pride

119Peepe through each part of him: whence ha's he that,

120If not from Hell? The Diuell is a Niggard,

121Or ha's giuen all before, and he begins

122A new Hell in himselfe.

123Buc. Why the Diuell,

124Vpon this French going out, tooke he vpon him

125(Without the priuity o'th'King) t'appoint

126Who should attend on him? He makes vp the File

127Of all the Gentry; for the most part such

128To whom as great a Charge, as little Honor

129He meant to lay vpon: and his owne Letter

130The Honourable Boord of Councell, out

131Must fetch him in, he Papers.

132Abur. I do know

133Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that haue

134By this, so sicken'd their Estates, that neuer

135They shall abound as formerly.

136Buc. O many

137Haue broke their backes with laying Mannors on 'em

138For this great Iourney. What did this vanity

139But minister communication of

140A most poore issue.

141Nor. Greeuingly I thinke,

142The Peace betweene the French and vs, not valewes

143The Cost that did conclude it.

144Buc. Euery man,

145After the hideous storme that follow'd, was

146A thing Inspir'd, and not consulting, broke

147Into a generall Prophesie; That this Tempest

148Dashing the Garment of this Peace, aboaded

149The sodaine breach on't.

150Nor. Which is budded out,

151For France hath flaw'd the League, and hath attach'd

152Our Merchants goods at Burdeux.

153Abur. Is it therefore

154Th'Ambassador is silenc'd?

155Nor. Marry is't.

156Abur. A proper Title of a Peace, and purchas'd

157At a superfluous rate.

158Buc. Why all this Businesse

159Our Reuerend Cardinall carried.

160Nor. Like it your Grace,

161The State takes notice of the priuate difference

162Betwixt you, and the Cardinall. I aduise you

163(And take it from a heart, that wishes towards you

164Honor, and plenteous safety) that you reade

165The Cardinals Malice, and his Potency

166Together; To consider further, that

167What his high Hatred would effect, wants not

168A Minister in his Power. You know his Nature,

169That he's Reuengefull; and I know, his Sword

170Hath a sharpe edge: It's long, and't may be saide

171It reaches farre, and where 'twill not extend,

172Thither he darts it. Bosome vp my counsell,

173You'l finde it wholesome. Loe, where comes that Rock

174That I aduice your shunning.

180Car. The Duke of Buckinghams Surueyor? Ha?

181Where's his Examination?

182Secr. Heere so please you.

183Car. Is he in person, ready?

184Secr. I, please your Grace.

185Car. Well, we shall then know more, & Buckingham

186Shall lessen this bigge looke.

188Buc. This Butchers Curre is venom'd-mouth'd, and I

189Haue not the power to muzzle him, therefore best

190Not wake him in his slumber. A Beggers booke,

191Out-worths a Nobles blood.

192Nor. What are you chaff'd?

193Aske God for Temp'rance, that's th'appliance onely

194Which your disease requires.

195Buc. I read in's looks

196Matter against me, and his eye reuil'd

197Me as his abiect obiect, at this instant

198He bores me with some tricke; He's gone to'th'King:

199Ile follow, and out-stare him.

200Nor. Stay my Lord,

201And let your Reason with your Choller question

202What 'tis you go about: to climbe steepe hilles

203Requires slow pace at first. Anger is like

204A full hot Horse, who being allow'd his way

205Selfe-mettle tyres him: Not a man in England

206Can aduise me like you: Be to your selfe,

207As you would to your Friend.

208Buc. Ile to the King,

209And from a mouth of Honor, quite cry downe

210This Ipswich fellowes insolence; or proclaime,

211There's difference in no persons.

212Norf. Be aduis'd;

213Heat not a Furnace for your foe so hot

214That it do sindge your selfe. We may out-runne

215By violent swiftnesse that which we run at;

216And lose by ouer-running: know you not,

217The fire that mounts the liquor til't run ore,

218In seeming to augment it, wasts it: be aduis'd;

219I say againe there is no English Soule

220More stronger to direct you then your selfe;

221If with the sap of reason you would quench,

222Or but allay the fire of passion.

223Buck. Sir,

224I am thankfull to you, and Ile goe along

225By your prescription: but this top-proud fellow,

226Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but

227From sincere motions, by Intelligence,

228And proofes as cleere as Founts in Iuly, when

229Wee see each graine of grauell; I doe know

230To be corrupt and treasonous.

231Norf. Say not treasonous.

232Buck. To th'King Ile say't, & make my vouch as strong

233As shore of Rocke: attend. This holy Foxe,

234Or Wolfe, or both (for he is equall rau'nous

235As he is subtile, and as prone to mischiefe,

236As able to perform't) his minde, and place

237Infecting one another, yea reciprocally,

238Only to shew his pompe, as well in France,

239As here at home, suggests the King our Master

240To this last costly Treaty: Th'enteruiew,

241That swallowed so much treasure, and like a glasse

242Did breake ith'wrenching.

243Norf. Faith, and so it did.

244Buck. Pray giue me fauour Sir: This cunning Cardinall

245The Articles o'th'Combination drew

246As himselfe pleas'd; and they were ratified

247As he cride thus let be, to as much end,

248As giue a Crutch to th'dead. But our Count-Cardinall

249Has done this, and tis well: for worthy Wolsey

250(Who cannot erre) he did it. Now this followes,

251(Which as I take it, is a kinde of Puppie

252To th'old dam Treason) Charles the Emperour,

253Vnder pretence to see the Queene his Aunt,

254(For twas indeed his colour, but he came

255To whisper Wolsey) here makes visitation,

256His feares were that the Interview betwixt

257England and France, might through their amity

258Breed him some preiudice; for from this League,

259Peep'd harmes that menac'd him. Priuily

260Deales with our Cardinal, and as I troa

261Which I doe well; for I am sure the Emperour

262Paid ere he promis'd, whereby his Suit was granted

263Ere it was ask'd. But when the way was made

264And pau'd with gold: the Emperor thus desir'd,

265That he would please to alter the Kings course,

266And breake the foresaid peace. Let the King know

267(As soone he shall by me) that thus the Cardinall

268Does buy and sell his Honour as he pleases,

269And for his owne aduantage.

270Norf. I am sorry

271To heare this of him; and could wish he were

272Somthing mistaken in't.

273Buck. No, not a sillable:

274I doe pronounce him in that very shape

275He shall appeare in proofe.

278Brandon. Your Office Sergeant: execute it.

279Sergeant. Sir,

280My Lord the Duke of Buckingham, and Earle

281Of Hertford, Stafford and Northampton, I

282Arrest thee of High Treason, in the name

283Of our most Soueraigne King.

284Buck. Lo you my Lord,

285The net has falne vpon me, I shall perish

286Vnder deuice, and practise.

287Bran. I am sorry,

288To see you tane from liberty, to looke on

289The busines present. Tis his Highnes pleasure

290You shall to th'Tower.

291Buck. It will helpe me nothing

292To plead mine Innocence; for that dye is on me

293Which makes my whit'st part, black. The will of Heau'n

294Be done in this and all things: I obey.

295O my Lord Aburgany: Fare you well.

296Bran. Nay, he must beare you company. The King

297Is pleas'd you shall to th'Tower, till you know

298How he determines further.

299Abur. As the Duke said,

300The will of Heauen be done, and the Kings pleasure

301By me obey'd.

302Bran. Here is a warrant from

303The King, t'attach Lord Mountacute, and the Bodies

304Of the Dukes Confessor, Iohn de la Car,

305One Gilbert Pecke, his Councellour.

306Buck. So, so;

307These are the limbs o'th'Plot: no more I hope.

308Bra. A Monke o'th'Chartreux.

309Buck. O Michaell Hopkins?

310Bra. He.

311Buck. My Surueyor is falce: The ore-great Cardinall

312Hath shew'd him gold; my life is spand already:

313I am the shadow of poore Buckingham,

314Whose Figure euen this instant Clowd puts on,