(For so they praise them) by their heralds challenged The noble spirits to arms, they did perform. Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous story, Being now seen possible enough, got credit, That Bevis was believed. Buck. Buck. Buck. I pray you, who, my lord? Nor. All this was ordered by the good discretion Of the right reverend cardinal of York. Buck. The devil speed him! No man's pie is freed From his ambitious finger. What had he To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder That such a keech can with his very bulk Take up the rays o' the beneficial sun, And keep it from the earth. Surely, sir, Nor. Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note, Aber. I cannot tell What Heaven hath given him; let some graver eye Pierce into that: but I can see his pride Peep through each part of him. Whence has he that? If not from hell, the devil is a niggard; Or has given all before, and he begins A new hell in himself. Buck. Why the devil, Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, VOL. III.—17 Without the privity o' the king, to appoint Must fetch him in the papers. I do know Aber. Buck. O, many Have broke their backs with laying manors on them Grievingly I think, The peace between the French and us not values Buck. Nor. Which is budded out; For France hath flawed the league, and hath attached Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux. Aber. The ambassador is silenced? Nor. Is it therefore Marry, is't. Aber. A proper title of a peace, and purchased At a superfluous rate! Buck. Our reverend cardinal carried. Nor. Why, all this business 'Like it your grace, The state takes notice of the private difference Together; to consider further, that What his high hatred would effect, wants not It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend, You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock, Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, (the purse borne before him,) certain of the Guard, and two Secretaries with papers. The CARDINAL, in his passage, fixeth his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him, both full of disdain. Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor? ha? Where's his examination? 1 Secr. Here, so please you. Wol. Is he in person ready? 1 Secr. Ay, please your grace. Nor. I read in his look He's gone to the king; Buck. As you would to your friend. Buck. Nor. In seeming to augment it, wastes it? Be advised; More stronger to direct you than yourself; Buck. Sir, I am thankful to you; and I'll go along By your prescription. But this top-proud fellow And proofs as clear as founts in July, when Nor. Say not, treasonous. Buck. To the king I'll say it; and make my vouch as strong As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox, That swallowed so much treasure, and like a glass Nor. 'Faith, and so it did. Buck. Pray, give me favor, sir. This cunning cardinal The articles o' the combination drew, As himself pleased; and they were ratified, As he cried, Thus let be; to as much end, As give a crutch to the dead. But our count cardinal To the old dam, treason,)-Charles the emperor, Paid ere he promised; whereby his suit was granted, Ere it was asked; - but when the way was made, Nor. I am sorry To hear this of him; and could wish he were Buck. No, not a syllable; I do pronounce him in that very shape, He shall appear in proof. Enter BRANDON; a Sergeant at Arms before him, and two or three of the Guard. Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it. Serg. Buck. Sir, Lo you, my lord, The net has fallen upon me; I shall perish Under device and practice. Bran. I am sorry To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on Buck. It will help me nothing, To plead mine innocence; for that dye is on me, O, my lord Aberga'ny, fare you well. Bran. Nay, he must bear you company.-The king [To ABERGAVENNY. Is pleased, you shall to the Tower, till you know How he determines. further. Aber. As the duke said, The will of Heaven be done, and the king's pleasure Bran. Here is a warrant from The king, to attach lord Montacute, and the bodies One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor, |