1724Yorke. What, will you goe vnto the Tower, my Lord?

1725Prince. My Lord Protector will haue it so.

1726Yorke. I shall not sleepe in quiet at the Tower.

1727Glo. Why, what should you feare?

1728Yorke. Marry, my Vnckle Clarence angry Ghost:

1729My Grandam told me he was murther'd there.

1730Prince. I feare no Vnckles dead.

1731Glo. Nor none that liue, I hope.

1732Prince. And if they liue, I hope I need not feare.

1733But come my Lord: and with a heauie heart,

1734Thinking on them, goe I vnto the Tower.

1737Buck. Thinke you, my Lord, this little prating Yorke

1738Was not incensed by his subtile Mother,

1739To taunt and scorne you thus opprobriously?

1740Glo. No doubt, no doubt: Oh 'tis a perillous Boy,

1741Bold, quicke, ingenious, forward, capable:

1742Hee is all the Mothers, from the top to toe.

1743Buck. Well, let them rest: Come hither Catesby,

1744Thou art sworne as deepely to effect what we intend,

1745As closely to conceale what we impart:

1746Thou know'st our reasons vrg'd vpon the way.

1747What think'st thou? is it not an easie matter,

1748To make William Lord Hastings of our minde,

1749For the installment of this Noble Duke

1750In the Seat Royall of this famous Ile?

1751Cates. He for his fathers sake so loues the Prince,

1752That he will not be wonne to ought against him.

1753Buck. What think'st thou then of Stanley? Will

1754not hee?

1755Cates. Hee will doe all in all as Hastings doth.

1756Buck. Well then, no more but this:

1757Goe gentle Catesby, and as it were farre off,

1758Sound thou Lord Hastings,

1759How he doth stand affected to our purpose,

1760And summon him to morrow to the Tower,

1761To sit about the Coronation.

1762If thou do'st finde him tractable to vs,

1763Encourage him, and tell him all our reasons:

1764If he be leaden, ycie, cold, vnwilling,

1765Be thou so too, and so breake off the talke,

1766And giue vs notice of his inclination:

1767For we to morrow hold diuided Councels,

1768Wherein thy selfe shalt highly be employ'd.

1769Rich. Commend me to Lord William: tell him Catesby,

1770His ancient Knot of dangerous Aduersaries

1771To morrow are let blood at Pomfret Castle,

1772And bid my Lord, for ioy of this good newes,

1773Giue Mistresse Shore one gentle Kisse the more.

1774Buck. Good Catesby, goe effect this businesse soundly.

1775Cates. My good Lords both, with all the heed I can.

1776Rich. Shall we heare from you, Catesby, ere we sleepe?

1777Cates. You shall, my Lord.

1778Rich. At Crosby House, there shall you find vs both.

1780Buck. Now, my Lord,

1781What shall wee doe, if wee perceiue

1782Lord Hastings will not yeeld to our Complots?

1783Rich. Chop off his Head:

1784Something wee will determine:

1785And looke when I am King, clayme thou of me

1786The Earledome of Hereford, and all the moueables

1787Whereof the King, my Brother, was possest.

1788Buck. Ile clayme that promise at your Graces hand.

1789Rich. And looke to haue it yeelded with all kindnesse.

1790Come, let vs suppe betimes, that afterwards

1791Wee may digest our complots in some forme.

1795Mess. My Lord, my Lord.

1796Hast. Who knockes?

1797Mess. One from the Lord Stanley.

1798Hast. What is't a Clocke?

1799Mess. Vpon the stroke of foure.

1801Hast. Cannot my Lord Stanley sleepe these tedious

1802Nights?

1803Mess. So it appeares, by that I haue to say:

1804First, he commends him to your Noble selfe.

1805Hast. What then?

1806Mess. Then certifies your Lordship, that this Night

1807He dreamt, the Bore had rased off his Helme:

1808Besides, he sayes there are two Councels kept;

1809And that may be determin'd at the one,

1810Which may make you and him to rue at th'other.

1811Therefore he sends to know your Lordships pleasure,

1812If you will presently take Horse with him,

1813And with all speed post with him toward the North,

1814To shun the danger that his Soule diuines.

1815Hast. Goe fellow, goe, returne vnto thy Lord,

1816Bid him not feare the seperated Councell:

1817His Honor and my selfe are at the one,

1818And at the other, is my good friend Catesby;

1819Where nothing can proceede, that toucheth vs,

1820Whereof I shall not haue intelligence:

1821Tell him his Feares are shallow, without instance.

1822And for his Dreames, I wonder hee's so simple,

1823To trust the mock'ry of vnquiet slumbers.

1824To flye the Bore, before the Bore pursues,

1825Were to incense the Bore to follow vs,

1826And make pursuit, where he did meane no chase.

1827Goe, bid thy Master rise, and come to me,

1828And we will both together to the Tower,

1829Where he shall see the Bore will vse vs kindly.

1830Mess. Ile goe, my Lord, and tell him what you say.

1833Cates. Many good morrowes to my Noble Lord.

1834Hast. Good morrow Catesby, you are early stirring:

1835What newes, what newes, in this our tott'ring State?

1836Cates. It is a reeling World indeed, my Lord:

1837And I beleeue will neuer stand vpright,

1838Till Richard weare the Garland of the Realme.

1839Hast. How weare the Garland?

1840Doest thou meane the Crowne?

1841Cates. I, my good Lord.

1842Hast. Ile haue this Crown of mine cut frõ my shoulders,

1843Before Ile see the Crowne so foule mis-plac'd:

1844But canst thou guesse, that he doth ayme at it?