The Tragedy
23102085When hollie and deuout religious men,
23112086Are at their beads, tis hard to draw them thence,
23122087So
sweet is zealous contemplation.
23132088Enter Rich. with two bishops a loste. 23142089Maior. See where he
stands between two clergie men.
23162090Buck. Two props of vertue for a chri
stian Prince,
23172091To
staie him from the fall of vanitie,
23202092Famous Plantaganet, mo
st gracious prince,
23212093Lend fauorable eares to our reque
st,
23232095Of thy deuotion and right Chri
stian zeale
. 23242096Glo. My Lord, there needs no
such apologie,
23252097I rather do be
seech you pardon me,
23262098Who earne
st in the
seruice of my God,
23272099Negle
ct the vi
sitation of my friends,
23282100But leauing this, what is your graces plea
sure?
23292101Buck. Euen that I hope which plea
seth God aboue,
23302102And all good men of this vngouerned Ile.
23312103Glo. I do
su
spe
ct I haue done
some o
ffence,
23322104That
seemes di
sgracious in the Citties eies,
23332105And that you come to reprehend my ignorance.
23342106Buck. You haue my Lord, would it plea
se your grace
23362107At our entreaties to amend that fault.
23372108Glo. El
se wherefore breath I in a Chri
stian land?
23382109Buck. Then know it is your fault that you re
signe
23392110The
supreame
seat, the throne maie
sticall,
23402111The
sceptred o
ffice of your aunce
stors,
23422112The lineall glorie of your roiall hou
se,
23432113To the corruption of a blemi
sht
stocke:
23442114Whil
st in the mildne
sse of your
sleepie thoughts,
23452115Which here we waken to our countries g
ood,
23462116This noble Ile doth want her proper limbes,
23472117Her face defac't with
scars of infamie,
23492118And almo
st shouldred in the
swallowing gulph,
23502119Of blind forgetfulne
sse and darke obliuion,
23512120Which to recure we hartily
solicit,
23522121Your gratious
selfe to take on you the
soueraingtie thereof,
23542122Not as Prote
ctor
steward
sub
stitute,
Or